Erik tells me for the umpteenth time, “I just don’t like it, Jess.”
“And I still agree,” I tell him. “I’ve just got no choice.”
“Oh, come on. There’s always a choice. You can get around it.”
“I’ve canceled three times already and I can’t get around it, at least not by complaining about security anymore. I’m not sick, so what do I tell them?”
This stops him for...