Why?
Ian couldn't understand it. He walked fine around the house; he walked fine in the yard yesterday. Even when he was still in that house, he could walk around fine. Every time he had a chance to go outside, he could do it fine. He could even take the train and find his son and granddaughter.
Why couldn't he do that here, when he was essentially free? Shouldn't he be even better now that he no longer needed to be afraid of--
Oh...
So, he was still afraid. He was fine walking from the driveway to the house because he was heading toward a safe space. He was fine walking around the backyard because it couldn't be accessed from the front gate.
He wasn't fine going past the boundary of his safety.
