The very next night, my phone rang. I didn't recognize the number so I of course just let it go to voice mail and kept watching Dexter. After the show was over and I listened to the message, I was surprised to hear it was R. I wasn't really sure I was going to call him back. I called my friend and she thought it was a bad idea to call him back so I decided not to return the call. The past would remain past. The next day, I kept thinking about the message though. He sounded sincerely interested in talking to me. But maybe that was just to pad his ego for not remembering me. I went back and forth about what to do, but finally decided to hear him out and I called him back.