She’s gone. Been gone for ages. They split up right after you left. That’s why the grass out front started growing again.” “He’s got a new girlfriend?” she said quietly. “Thank god. You must be happy.” “Yeah. He does. It’s a relief. She’s a lot nicer. But then, your average angry snake is nicer than Fiona. I’m sure she’s happier wherever she is now, burning orphans or whatever she does with her time.
