"Peter tucked the glasses into the front pocket of Jordan's jacket. "I kind of like knowing you're taking care of them," he said. "And there isn't all that much I really want to see." Jordan nodded. He walked out of the holding cell and said good-bye to the deputies. Then he headed toward the lobby, where Selena was waiting. As he approached her, he put on Peter's glasses. "What's up with those?" she asked. "I kind of like them." "You have perfect vision," Selena pointed out. Jordan considered the way the lenses made the world curve in at the ends, so that he had to move more gingerly through it. "Not always," he said."