”You can always come back,” Nicole says, pulling another box away from me and loading it into Zack’s truck. I know she sort of means it, but she really doesn’t want me here once I have a crying sidekick to cramp her style. Zack kisses her on the cheek and slings another bag of my clothes into the truck.

He stands staring at me, sort of awkwardly, and asks, ”Can I feel your stomach?”

”What? No,” I shove him reflexively, ...