I pinch the bridge of my nose. “Look. Please. I don’t ask for much. Can you just come inside and follow my lead?” “No explanation? None whatsoever?” I shake my head. He flares his nostrils, and I think he’s going to be stubborn—when isn’t he stubborn?—but then the sharpness in his eyes disappears and he shrugs. “Alright. Fair enough. S’pose I don’t have anything better to do.”
