The Old Problem

The old problem of partners of inmates raises its ugly head again. Rob’s lovely and all, pretty sure, funny too, handy as well, fixes computers, Geek boy Ab calls him, but he's beginning to hang out here again on weekends.

I don’t know why it doesn’t work, but I can feel it in my bones that it's not going to work again. Partners of housemates just like hanging out here, it's not new.

I don’t really want another person hanging out, when I don’t really want it to be more than me, when it comes down to it. But it’s Ab’s home too and I can’t say anything.

I want to buy 109 down the street and move there.