“Can you call him?” he asks in a desperate whine. “No, buddy. I can’t call him.” I wish he would drop the whole Clay thing, but he’s literally been bringing him up almost daily for two weeks. He met him once and for literally five minutes. Once he realized Clay and I knew each other from work, he became obsessed with seeing him again. “Well, can we just go to the movies and maybe—” “Jack, drop it!” I snap.
