Angelica was glowering at him, with her arms crossed.
“I wanted you to bite your tongue, but didn’t mean for you to bite it off.” He smirked.
“I fail to see anything funny.” Angelica said, in a low tone. “First you say to be quiet. Now you want me to talk. Make up your mind.”
“When we’re walking, yes, be as quiet. Melt into the background. Here, it’s okay to talk if you have something to say, and if you’re with someone who wants to listen to you. I was just giving you the option to talk.”
“Why should I do anything you say?”
“You know, the more I listen to you, the more it confirms that your cornbread ain’t quite done in the middle.”
Melanie had no idea how long she’d been asleep. She had no idea she was asleep. She seemed to be following herself along the beach, at the edge of the pu
