Olivia
I get to Liam’s room and say to him, “Let’s just get the outline of ideas down. I really want to try and get home and get to bed.”
“Yeah, sure,” Liam replies.
“Okay, let’s just freestyle and get some ideas out there. What’s the first thing that comes to your mind about peace?” I ask him.
We go back and forth, saying and writing down the thoughts that come to us on war and peace. After about an hour, I say to him, “I think that’s enough for tonight. I really want to go home and sleep.”
“Yeah, it’s late. Here, let me walk you to your house,” Liam says.
“Liam, it’s just next door. I’ll be fine,” I tell him.
“Okay, then I’m going to stand on my porch and watch you until you go inside, alright?” Liam insists.
“You're being ridiculous, Liam, but I’m too tired to argue,” I reply.
