““I clear my throat, realizing how little I’ve accomplished during this conversation. “So, everything with you is great?” I say in a final attempt to get some scoop. “No problems? No demons in your closet? Nothing weird going on?” “What’s up with you?” he asks, double-dipping a fry. “You were like this on the phone the other day, too.” “Just making conversation.” “Psycho conversation, maybe.” “Speaking of psychos,” I half joke. “Anyone in your life I should know about?” “Just one,” he says, giving me a pointed look.””