“Can we just go?” she said. “Forget the whole thing?”
“Already?” I said “We just got here. You can still ask her.” I pointed toward the pink house. “We can just strut back in there and tell her what's up.”
“Not anymore,” Anna said.
“Sure we can.”
Anna sat up, a red mark between her eyebrows, a third eye.
“I'm over it, see!” She showed me her teeth.
“You're not,” I said.
“What. Maybe I should get all married, like you? Ball and chain?”
“Seriously?” I said.
“I would love to strut back in there. In fact, I've been strutting all over this city and where has it gotten me?” Blink. Blink.
I missed strutting. But I did not say this.
“Are you hungry?” I said. “We can get lunch.”
“No, I'm tired,” Anna said. “Let's go, okay?”
“Okay,” I said.