I wanted to say that I do know you, by the way. You said I didn’t, but I do. I know that you still cut the crusts off your toast. That you bite your nails when you’re nervous, sometimes when you’re feeling shy. That you could run intellectual rings around anybody, but you don’t because you’re basically a very good person. Which is why you give me a hard time, more than anyone else I’ve ever met, because you know that’s what’s gonna make me feel seen. Every time I’m around you, all my cells are fizzy and alive, and everything feels hopeful. I just wish that I could take back what I did because I’m really afraid I’m not gonna have you in my life anymore.[to Maeve]