Talk to Riley

It was going to be a long weekend for the two of us if I didn't go talk to Riley. Making my decision, I walked up the stairs to see if I could find her. Starting at her room, I knocked on the door. I heard some shuffling inside confirming that I was right in my thought that she was in there.

"Hey, Riley. It's John. Can we talk?" I said gently through the door, hoping to coax her out. After about a minute of no sound and no response, I tried again. "C'mon Riley please. Look, I just want to talk. That's it. I want to apologize." Apparently that got her attention because then the rustling started up again and I heard the knob start to turn. Moving back just in time to avoid falling over, I waited for the door to finish opening. Without making eye contact, Riley gestured for me to enter the room. Walking in slowly so as not to spook her, I moved to the center of the room and waited for more directions.

Closing the door behind me, she said, "Why don't you sit and say what you are going to say."

"Okay." Sitting down in the middle of the floor, I started into the talk.