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I sighed. “I hate it when you make this much sense.”
“You hate it, and you count on it.”
“Yeah.”
“Go inside, Anita, go inside, and make your choice. I’ve said all I have to say, now it’s up to you.”
“And I hate that most of all,” I said.
“What?” she asked.
“That you don’t try and influence me, not really, you just report, tell me my choices, and let me go.”
“I offer guidance, nothing more.”
“I know.”
“I’m hanging up now, and you’re going inside. Because you can’t sleep out in the car.” The phone went dead before I could whine at her anymore. Maria
I got out of the Jeep and hoped I was grown-up enough for this particular choice.