Calling Card

Relationships are for the weak. Those individuals who have a problem being just that … individuals, people who can’t fathom standing on their own two feet and not being defined by another human being. I’m not, nor have I ever been, one of those people. I’m me. Nothing more, nothing less. You can take it or leave it, but usually, they take it. And I proudly give it. Every. Last. Inch. Companionship only lasts as long as it takes me to leave my card on the counter as I’m leaving before she wakes up. My name’s Dexter MacFadden. What’s your number?