Lydia hadn't even exactly gotten to boys, yet. She was kind of edging toward it, carefully, just beginning to feel confident enough in who she was to think maybe she might be able to like someone else. Having watched her parents' marriage fall apart had given her a ringside seat to some pretty harsh lessons about love, and watching her father fall for Delia had given her even more. And that was even without the almost-shotgun-wedding.

"Dimension shifts? Really? I mean - I guess I shouldn't be surprised that can happen, since we're here, and since that's sort of what the Neitherworld is. Kind of. I think. The Handbook reads like stereo instructions, it's super boring. But did he notice you? I hope he did. I ... it would be nice if people who were close to you would be able to tell you were there. Otherwise that must have been really lonely."