Night and Day

Leaving my hotel room this morning was the hardest thing I've had to do in a long while. Much to my delight, Robert picked up on my clues and found me last night. Our first 12 hours of actually being alone together in when? 15 years? Heaven. Sheer heaven. Yet maddening at the same time. Of course he had a million questions about what's going on – what I've "gotten myself into" - and he was pressuring me for answers. I believe tenacity was the word you were looking for, Robert. Like a dog with a bone. I hope you'll forgive me for slipping out the way I did, but I thought it would be easier that way. I can't imagine it being any harder. I hope you can understand that there are some things I have to take care of on my own – for everyone's sake.