I'm ready to purchase a bright pink paci for the one who won't stop demanding things of me. I am a busy woman, and I do not have time to let him gallivant through the door. Honestly. I would threaten to run him over with my car, but I don't think that will work well.
[A padded envelope arrives in Joseph's mailbox the morning after this. Inside is the lighter he left behind on the bar the first time they met up. There is no note.]