then goes out there and wrestles what she wants out of it. So, you know, put whatever label you want on it, just don’t change. That would be the real tragedy.” When we got to my house, Harry tucked me into bed and then went downstairs and made me dinner. That night, he slept in the bed next to me, and when I woke up, he was opening the blinds. “Rise and shine, little bird,” he said. I did not speak to Celia for five years after that. She did not call. She did not write. And I could not bring myself to reach out to her. I knew how she was doing only from what people said in the papers and what sort of gossip was running around town. But that first morning, as the sunlight shone on my face and I still felt exhausted from the trip to Mexico, I was actually OK. Because I had Harry. For the first time in a very long time, I felt like I had family. You do not know how fast you have been running, how hard you have been working, how truly exhausted you are, until someone stands behind you and says, “It’s OK, you can fall down now. I'll catch you.” So I fell down. And Harry caught me.