“Thanks,” he said, not sure how to take that clearly. She wasn’t sure how she wanted him to take it, honestly. She wanted him to know that she was already at a place where she was making up her mind. She knew that they were in a position where she was going to be angry and that she was going to need time to let it all relax. She felt anger inside of her and that there was no escaping it. All she knew was that she was going to need to get this off her chest soon or she was going to have an ulcer.
“What do you want, Chris?” she asked him. “I thought I made things pretty clear to you on the phone.”
“I’m sorry,” he said bluntly. “I don’t think you understand the kind of pressure that I’m under between you and my parents. You both are telling me to pick a side and I’m just being torn in every
