After filling Jonah in on the plan, we split up and I went to the backyard. Jonah is supposed to tell Jeremiah that my mother needs him in the yard and Jeremiah will casually walk into the backyard where I’ll corner him and ask if he likes Mere. It’s not obvious, right?
After waiting a moment, I heard footsteps coming towards the balcony. Jeremiah was whistling as he closed the door. He looked around and saw me, furrowing his eyebrows. “Can I talk to you?” I inquired.
“About?” Jeremiah raised his eyebrow. “If it’s about how you’re pregnant, I noticed. Your stomach got a little bigger; I was just waiting for you to tell me; I didn’t want to press-,” I cut off my brother.
“No, you dimwit; I’m not pregnant! I wanted to talk to you about Mere,” I told him.
I noticed he started looking away
