thought you’d already left.” He shakes his head. “I can stay a few days.” Days. “I’d like to spend them with you, if you want.” Is this real? Is he real? “I know you need time and space. I don’t want to be overbearing. But I’d like to see you every day, just for a couple hours, and do stuff together. Just the two of us. If you want. I can leave for Maine right now if you’d rather—” “Don’t leave,”
