As I bang on it again, I don’t stop until I see him come into view. He’s in a pair of gray sweatpants with no shirt, and he stops to stare at me for a moment. I think he knows that I’m not going anywhere because he runs his fingers through his hair and comes to unlock the door. “You know, for someone who couldn’t bother to say goodbye, you sure seem to have a lot to say now.” I hold my head high, even though it’s killing me inside. “Ten minutes.”
