Traversing the city sidewalks, Elliot found himself in the middle of Central Park, looking up at the building Jennifer Edwards no longer called home. He couldn’t remember how he had arrived at this place. Physically, he couldn’t remember if he walked or took a cab from the bar he had been drinking in, and figuratively, Elliot couldn’t remember how it was he managed to let Jennifer become his ex-girlfriend.

Watching the dark window, he thought about holding her close as they walked...