Yet again they were all back in Perez’s office. This time, André had been added to the group. He was lead pilot at IAS. He also kept cutting his eyes at Alex, since back in the day, he’d bullied the boy. Alex finally smiled, his big dimple poking into his cheek and looked back at André.
“Any more of those brownies?”
Alex may or may not have snuck into André’s room and nibbled the corner off of every single one of André’s homemade brownies.
André smirked. “Maybe. They don’t taste as good now that someone isn’t taking a bite out of the corner though.”
“Ooh! I can take care of that if you want.”
“How about I just give you a whole brownie, and you leave the rest alone?”
“Not as much fun,” Alex said. “But I guess it will have to do.”
Brant smiled, remembering the incidents of so long ago
