@solichor, call.
‘ i haven’t given it much thought. i don’t like to. ’ her question has landed somewhere in his personal ballpark of ‘are you happy?’. lesley’s brain slaps on a ‘why?’ for giggles. ‘ it’s better not to... ’ he has to wriggle his trapped hand free of summer’s weight so he can talk with it (means he’s nervous). ‘ you know. overanalyze the good shit. ’














