texts: No... </s> <s> Is it the sex thing? Am I being too pushy? </s> <s> No, it's me, Billy. I need time. I'm still adjusting to my mom. </s> <s> It's been a year since she died. </s> <s> Tomorrow. One year tomorrow.
labels: When are you gonna let that go, Sid? When my mom left my dad -- I just accepted it. This is the way it is. She's not coming back.