This is what it would always be like if he stayed with me. Because I can never be myself. He could never be himself. He’d have to play the game and work to keep everyone’s interest. That’s just not his way. That’s what I like about him. That and when he looks at me, I know he doesn’t see the Tad Roarke that other people see. He doesn’t see the image that I’ve crafted through the years. He just sees another guy. And the more he knows me, the more he breaks through barriers that I’ve spent such a long time trying to keep everyone from breaking through.