Rain is pouring by the time Mia gets to her car. The only thing she can think about is how appropriate it feels for the moment.

There’s only one place that Mia wants to go right now, so she drives there on autopilot, not stopping until she pulls up to the door. She knocks on the door, waiting like an abandoned puppy until the door swings open, and one very tired-looking Louise looks back at her.

She’s wearing a matching, fuzzy pajama set with ...