Almost pornographic, that picture. Had to hide it so the senior citizens inhabiting the first floor didn't faint. Kneecaps are risque. Think you should reconsider this look. Think of your morals. Am concerned for your immortal soul. Etcetera. Etcetera.
Thank you for not calling me Ann. Appreciated it. Always dreaded that as an overweight child. Would lie awake at night, thinking someone would break into the school office and read my file. They would learn my middle name, and I would be Ann for the remainder of my educational days. Was terrifying. Broke into a sweat whenever I thought of it. To be fair, sweated a lot. Was a fat kid. Might've mentioned this once. Twice. Possibly a dozen times. In return for your kindness, will gladly call you Steve. Is it Steven? Only curious, and I suspect you're allowed to call him Teddy. Matt is for the rest of us.
Was, admittedly, in diapers in the 70s. Is my musical era of choice. My father, as you know, was obsessed with it. Think he felt guilty for not having to fight. But, on a more me note, I agree with that philosophy. Am learning I might be too old to do the suffocating passion thing with any success. Care about people. Want to be intimate with some of them. Don't care for overthinking it. Don't feel the need to possess their every waking moment. Don't think it takes away from me if they like spending time with someone else. Am learning that the women I've befriended don't seem to understand that. With them, it's monogamy or tears.
Am still assuming that sharing this woman, Peggy, was not something you had interest in doing. Don't know about relation. Can ask her. Think she's staying with me for the time being. My penance for kissing the love of her life. No, that's not entirely true. Trying to kiss the love of her life. In my defense, I was drunk. And she's a good person, one of the best, and lonely. Will be good having her and, as you know, we have plenty of room here.
You like that particular tangent. Is charming. What are we doing to save the world this month, Steve? And that Atticus guy isn't so bad, as long as you don't expect him to march in any marches or attend any rallies. Will gladly watch your stars and stripes from his living room couch. Need to acquire a television.
Only you would somehow make me seem noble and patriotic. Knew there was a reason I missed having you around.
My number hasn't changed. Do you have the mother hen's? Can provide. Not involved at present. I've convinced him that his metal arm will not help in this situation. In fact, more people present will make it worse. If there's only Claire and I, then it can only jump from Janus to two of us. Claire can't be possessed, and the haunts won't let it get into me. More bodies, means more opportunity. Convinced him it was more likely to get me killed if he came. He'll probably stand across the street, silently brooding with his arms crossed.
No patronizing, and I think you can call him Teddy. Think you're allowed. As for Janus and letters, he won't shift his opinion. Like so many thing we disagree on, it's better to just not mention it. We're terminally terrible at compromise. You might remember something about that.