She knew what Peter meant, but it didn’t take away the realization that the things she loved most hadn’t followed her to this place. Niki was trapped in a sense, caged from her life and the familiarity it held. She was far from just out of place; she was absolutely and completely lost with no means of finding home. Peter couldn’t help her, Jessica couldn’t help her, nothing could change what had happened and seeing that hurt more than she thought it would.
As much as Peter thought he was helping he wasn’t. The fact that Peter had a job in Red Oak gave away more than he probably wanted to. Niki wondered how long she’d have to stay, how long she would have to live before figuring out that she couldn’t return to her life before the reality change. “Does it really matter where we go?” Niki asked, her tears having dried against her reddened cheeks.