Once at Terri's house, back in junior high when they were still hanging out, he saw her closet door standing open and all these shoes neatly arranged on the floor—it seemed like dozens. Each pair glowed with care and quality, with a sense of purpose and readiness, like an army of Terries set to conquer the world. He knew then that they were from different worlds, though their families liked next door, and that they would live very different lives. |