Chapter 8“So, Halloween?” Nialle dropped into the seat across from Giant, followed a second later, more gracefully, by a slender African-American woman in a pale pink cardigan and lacy white blouse.
“Hi, Olive,” Giant said. “Do you know Pidge? Pidge, Olive lives with Anji, Gordo’s girlfriend.”
“Hi.”
“Nice to meet you, Pidge.” She gave a small nod. “Will you be part of our costume?”
“We did a group costume last year,” Giant explained. “Like, a theme, not one of those things where three people get inside a dragon costume or whatever. Olive does most of the work.”
“She does the clothes for the theater department,” Nialle put in helpfully.
“Oh, um. Neat.” Pidge had never been to a play or thought about how they were put on. He had worn a Halloween costume only during the day, at school,
