“I don’t think I do, so why don’t you spell it out for me?” I’m toying with her, I know. But the version of me that used to make things easy for her is gone. I want to hear her say exactly what I know she’s afraid to say. I want her to admit that being with me again would be too good, not bad. “I just don’t think you and I working together like that is a good idea anymore.”
