When the Muse disappeared again, Aubrey almost hadn’t noticed. The Muse had been giving the silent treatment for so many weeks, and playing the “active avoidance” game so effectively that Aubrey didn’t know whether the Muse was hiding in the basement or the attic, or had really truly gone off again. The Muse wasn’t gone long, however. Aubrey had a feeling it had something to do with the free rent, well-stocked fridge, or possibly the high-speed internet connection. Either way, the Muse showed up again one morning, with a lad sporting guy-liner and a too-tight striped tee. Aubrey was mad.