Everyone calls me Fitz. Spending a year not quite exactly dead was problematic in ways I never envisioned. My BFF went out of his way to help hide the issue. The woman I love agonized about my ability to come back for 365 straight days. The cabal hasn’t given up on making our lives difficult and now there’s a whole new wrinkle in Sophie’s very long existence. She’s changing in ways even she didn’t envision.