 I walk around the house kind of thinking, like, am I going to break a window? Am I going to kick in a door? Like, what would my father do? Like, what would he do? I knocked again, and she opened again. And I remember thinking, well, I could kick the door and break the chain, but I'm going to, like, hurt her and scare her, and she probably doesn't even have the money. I told her I needed the money again, and she said that she didn't have it, and her boyfriend wasn't there, and she closed the door. And I went and stood by the road, like, waiting for my father to come back.