OK, so plainly she's getting anxious to know the score for certain.
I haven't wanted to tell her other than FTF.... but, perhaps I should reconsider. A letter. Perhaps.
Maybe it's time to lay out the lay of the land, somehow, and someway.
She suspects... Bitterly making remarks like, "You've got it all worked out in YOUR head. With no invovlement from me...."
etc.
What a pain.
Maybe I should just lay the basics down on paper. That it has to end. Propose buying her out. Outlining my terms.... Maybe.
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