It’s been three days since I agreed to stay at Fisher’s place. Though for the record, I didn’t have much of a choice. Dori made sure of that. Since I’ve witnessed her and Ethel’s scheming before, I wouldn’t put it past them to inconvenience Bert, Ernie, and Nancy just to get what they want—Fisher and I together.
I’m not sure what it will take for them to understand that Fisher doesn’t want a wife and I don’t want a husband who doesn’t want commitment. Call me crazy, but that’s kind of a deal breaker.
Things have been going well, I suppose. He works a lot. More than I thought, but he’s been busy dealing with the Netflix bandit and was over at Sam Klein’s last night. Whoever is responsible had the guts to break into the mayor’s house.
As a thank you for letting me stay here, I’ve decided
