"You really like that group therapy thing," Andy murmured, glancing at the phone.

She didn't sleep much either, and understood it perfectly when he said his schedule really wasn't one. Hers wasn't either. She'd stayed up until almost dawn that morning, after only a few restless hours of sleep early in the evening.

"I'll call. I don't know if I'm staying here for very long--I'm still in a hotel, I don't know if I'm going back to Tel Aviv or not," she said, shaking her head. There wasn't much for her there. There wasn't much for her anywhere, truth be told, but maybe she could find something. Somewhere. Why not Rome.

"What did you do while you were in?"