It's not like the old days; she misses the background hum of a neighborhood, but she wasn't itching to go back to apartment life. It's just a different balance between privacy and isolation.

"The alarm code is 0223. As long as it's in the mood to cooperate." She drops her purse on a side table, and takes a moment to look things over, trying to see it with fresh eyes.

"I like to keep it near. Ah... living room, kitchen..." She waves vaguely. "We'll probably have to empty out the freezer, I'm sure it's a mess. Bedroom's this way."