I begged Miguel to let us stay at the hotel for a few more weeks just in case there were any more deliveries.
"Come on Alana, it's been two weeks now, even if we go back to New York and Crystal wanted to send you something, I'm pretty sure she knows where you live...okay, so please let's go back home."
"I'll stay...you go."
"If you're staying, then I guess I'm staying as well, but you have to promise to come out with me. You can't just stay in here all day every day."
"What if another envelope gets delivered, and I'm not here?"
"Then you'll see it when we get back."
"No Miguel, I rather stay."
"Alana, you can't live like this, constantly waiting for an envelope. You barely sleep thinking it will be delivered while you're sleeping. What if she never sends another one?"
Rage began to
