There was an evil glow in one of Candy's lungs: Alf. He looked like a goblin, crouched there with pointed nose and ears. Rex/Zee bored right into him, wrapping his fibers around and around them, knotting him into their complex join.
And zoomed back out Candy's nose, and got big again, and stopped.
Rex was standing in his bedroom. The ball that was Zee and Alf dipped in salute and sailed out the window.
Candy stood up and hugged Rex. They were still in love.
That winter Rex would get a new job, and they would leave Killeville, taking with them the children, a van of furniture, and the memory of this strange summer day.