“Why North Carolina?”
“Because,” you said. “I told you. I want a change… I want seasons.”
“You didn’t say change. You said a fresh start.”
“Same difference.”
I look at the listing and I don’t get it. You love it here. I look up at you. “What do you want me to say?”
“I want you to say you like it.”
I glance back at the photo. “It’s okay, I guess.”
“Good,” you clap. “I’m glad you like it…because I signed for you.”
“This is about the blackmail thing, isn’t it?”
You raise your shoulders and let them drop slowly. Then you throw up your hands. You don’t like it when I see right through you. “You’re the one who said it was dangerous. I just thought it would be nice to put a little distance between us and danger.”
“Sounds about right…”
“Safety measures, darling,” you tell me with a smil
