Charlotte seemed to reconsider saying anything, then settled
on a grimace.
Olivia, annoyed at the reaction – though unconvinced that
Charlotte would provide any suggestion of value – rolled her eyes and plunked
back into her chair.
Charlotte sighed.
‘Oh my God, just say it. I’m not expecting much. Just…’
‘James,’ Charlotte blurted.
‘James who? Wait, James? As in the kid who…’
‘Yeah,’ Charlotte winced as if anticipating an imminent
attack.
‘Runs around like a lunatic and tries to punch girls?’
finished Olivia. The thought processed a moment more. ‘Wait, how would you
know?’
Charlotte hoped – but knew it impossible that – Olivia
wouldn’t arrive at that question so quickly.
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