truth time.
pascal has been calling me every single day at least two times a day now. i'm sure everyone thinks it's silly that i'm so terrified considering he lives in boston, but i am. he calls every single day. finds new phones to call from. always says the same thing. "hi honey, how are you? how's your mother?" sometimes i'll hang up and he'll call again. "hi honey, how are you, how's your mother?" i tell him not to call. i tell him to leave me alone. it doesn't matter what i do, what i say or how i say it. every day. "hi honey, how are you, how's your mother?"
i. am. terrified.