Anna and Joe moved to another city, far from her childhood home. Their new home was sunny and warm, and it never snowed there. Joe bought her a modest house with an atrium, something she marveled at. Imagine having the middle of your house open to the sky! Their bedroom had sliding glass doors leading to a patio, and the yard backed onto a steep hill, so no-one would ever live any closer than they already did. From the balcony off the living room, Anna could watch the sunset, martini in hand, and think how far she’d come.