She holds her opposite hand up, pinky finger extended. “Pinky swear.” “Pinky swear?” This encounter just keeps getting stranger. “Yes. Pinky swear to me that you will call me if there’s a problem.” I hold my pinky up with a deep chuckle. “You know these aren’t legally binding, right?” Her finger curls around mine as her eyes point like arrows in my direction. “I know, but only a total asshole breaks a pinky promise.” The woman is dead serious. And I’m too off-kilter to deny her.
