It was about the apartment.
Not whether to move, they'd agreed on eventually without pressure and that had settled. It was about something smaller and therefore somehow larger.
Daniel had found a place.
Not actively looking, he'd said he wasn't actively looking and Julia believed him. But a property had come across his desk through someone who knew his situation and thought it was relevant and Daniel had looked at it and thought it was worth mentioning.
He mentioned it on a Wednesday evening.
After dinner. Nora in the bath. The comfortable window between one part of the evening and the next.
He opened his phone. Showed her.
Julia looked at the photographs.
Large. Not excessive but large by any standard she'd been operating by. A house rather than an apartment. A street she didn't
