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After two months of Julia Winters's unexplained silent treatment, I was diagnosed with a rare condition. It started the night she chose Samuel Pierce's party over our tenth anniversary. I forgot to pick her up—something I had never done—and just went to bed. Then, a month ago, she abandoned me on the highway after receiving a call from Samuel. I walked home, made dinner, and only realized I'd forgotten how much she hated scallions when I saw her frown. Days later, she finally called. Her voice was cold. She said, "Ethan, Samuel's just like a brother to me. Stop being so damn jealous. "And this disappearing act? Come home and cook. I'll let it slide this time." I paused, confused about where the "home" was. I wondered if we ever really had one in this whole city. I couldn't remember.