"Home," she says, "rather, the home I had only been starting to cultivate." Home with the Jarvises and with Howard lurking at the periphery. Sousa and her, working whatever cases she could with the respect of a man who believed in her convictions. Perhaps it wouldn't be forever (LA did have an obnoxious heat), but at the same time, it had been kind and welcoming to her.

"And you? If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go?" Peggy wonders. "I don't think my map will show you that way, but perhaps we might look for it."