You know why I'm writing. I can't believe I'm having to do this, but I can't see any other way. You won't take or return my calls, whenever I've dropped by, you've had Rosa tell me you were sleeping or not feeling well. Vince says you won't talk to him or Dennis either.
Come on, Cait, this is me, Lanie. I know you, I know how much you're hurting but shutting us out, shutting me out isn't going to change anything. I want to help you. I love you and can't stand to see you hurting this way.
Please. Pick up the phone. Call me. Let me in.