Chapter 38
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“How did you find out where I live?” Astrida asked. Her door was halfway open and halfway closed, and she was peering out at me from her dark apartment as if she didn’t know whether to shut the door in my face or open it quickly enough to knock me off the staircase instead.
“I’ve been following you on Academia.edu,” I said. “And, uh, doing research.”
“Cyber-stalking me.”
“I needed to talk to you. It’s a big deal. Not a desperate attempt to win you back.”
“Did you ever win me in the first place?” she said, but she opened the door.
I followed her into her apartment in Chicago and glanced around. What I saw had me worried. She seemed to be hanging around in the dark among empty Styrofoam take-out containers and dirty laundry.
“Are you okay, Astrida?” I asked. “I me
