This was how girls left. They packed up their suitcases and walked away in high heels. They pretended they weren’t crying, that it wasn’t the worst day of their lives.

Do you ever want to go home?’ I asked Paul.He brushed an ash from my face. ‘It’s the century of the displaced person,’ he said. ‘You can never go home.

Come live with us, Diana. Don’t argue. Just say yes.”Diana looked at the ground to hide her emotions. Then she said, “Would I have to be hearing you two going at it night and day?

They said a lot of things to each other that night, but nothing that involved words.

The coolly logical part of her brain noted almost sardonically that Edilio had a superpower after all: being Edilio.