"Maybe." God knew that Dad sometimes felt like the only person who really...got it, she thought. Got the way it felt to feel whiplash between boundless energy and creativity and none of that at all. It was just that the relationship between Elisha and Ty...well, as she and Ty had gotten better with each other, it seemed like Ty and Dad had gotten worse. Ollie was a big part of that, though she was pretty sure the same thing would have happened if Ty had met anyone else.

"Me?" She said, giving Heather a sidelong look. "...Fine. I mean, it was a rollercoaster out there, I'm not going to lie, and it made me tired. But some of it was kind of nice. Gael's dads and his sister were there, and I hadn't seen Noelle for years." One of her early girl crushes, not that she was going to mention that to Heather. "We can probably save the bear-fighting for when Ollie gets home. Ty said that's another five months."

California had made her tired, she thought, which was about forty percent of her reason for leaving. The other sixty was on the couch next to her looking unenthused about the gallery in Chelsea. "Have you thought about trying the writing again?" Sarah asked after a moment. Heather had had a photography and art history blog when they'd first met. That was how they'd met, in fact, when she'd caught Heather snapping a picture of her (or a picture that happened to have her in it, if you asked her girlfriend).