"The deadline is one week," Clara reached into her purse and pulled out an envelope. "I already filled out my half. If you want to go through with it; sign, date, and FedEx. I already paid for the postage."
She cleared her throat. "That will take part of the legal part. Now, rules. According to the papers, I live at your address, but I will stay in my own apartment. You have your life, I have mine. Are you with me so far?"