When I look up at Posey, he’s shifting his fork around on the table. “What’s going on in your head?” I ask him. When his eyes meet mine, he says, “This might not be what you want to hear, but . . . what a bitch. Does she realize she’ll never find another man with a Jacob’s ladder piercing? All I can think is big mistake . . . huge.” What a fucking idiot, but it makes me laugh.
