The husband has a face designed by an architect. Cassidy has never seen a mouth so full of teeth. She knew what the husband looked like, based on tagged photos and the blessed luck of the wayback machine, but to watch him thoughtfully chew an oyster mushroom is something else. Someone previously perceived as static now in motion.

“Are you sure you won’t have anything?” he asks.

“If I eat something, will I be trapped here forever?

June decided against wearing the new shoes eventually; she reckoned that if her feet were sore she might look funny when she walked, it wouldn’t be cool. She had such a miserable experience more than once before. The streets in Hong Kong were not really easy to walk with high heels, she’d avoid getting herself in trouble with a bunch of her college classmates. June put on her sneakers and took off, hoping there would be occasions later for her shiny green mary jane.