so by the time of may , i could see i had a ripe disaster on my hands . and there she sat , passive , once again . i know you are used to people looking to you for advice . but this time , there was silence . the sun had set and they were lit now by the moon . i do n't feel like dressing a giant toddler . how could he talk about wanting her and then do nothing about it ? a familiar , lively voice quickly answered the ring , greeting me with warmth . 