Two days had gone by since the Richard encounter. Everything seemed back to normal on the outside. But on the inside, I felt like I would soon die of desperation, shame, and the inability to determine what to do next.
I already decided to ask him straight for the pledge. The next problem I needed to overcome was doing the asking. I had already "let him inside me."
Did I have anything left to bargain with? It's not like he had come to ask for more since then.
In the two days that had gone by, I had found every possible excuse to go near anywhere I thought he might be. I hoped to run into him. There had been no luck.
The places leading to his office were often crowded whenever I got the chance to sneak past.
It was the end of another day. We'd all had very little to do today. I knew
