The yoga towels were stacked neatly on top of one another in the shelf. She didn’t think they had been disturbed for a very long time and the top ones even had a thin layer of dust on them. This is not right. Not right at all. She found herself thinking. If he lived here, there wouldn’t be a layer of dust covering everything. But if he didn’t live here, then where was he? And if he had lied about where he lived, she suddenly wondered what else he had lied about.