Don’t Let Your Mother Answer for You
“Nobody in this is asking you to pay a debt.
There is a seven-year-old who needs a slow introduction to an adult.
Those are different tasks, and only one of them is about him.”
In the meantime, I met him twice.
The first time was on a Saturday in the middle of January at a place with go-karts and an arcade and a menu of fried things, which Jessi chose specifically because it is loud and full of people and requires nothing of anybody.
I was introduced as her friend Ivan.