A strange pause follows. It seems fraught. “I entered the code.” “How did you know what code to enter?” Another strange pause follows. She asks hesitantly, “How do you think I know it?” Oh shit. I told her the code, that’s how she knows it. I told her and forgot. I pass a hand over my face and exhale. “Because I gave it to you. Of course I did. Sorry.”
But did she though?
