Back in the present, Rick had gotten quiet. AC wondered if he’d fallen asleep after all. When he glanced over, he caught Rick staring back. His teal shirt in his hand, he kept looking back and forth between it and the button down one in a similar shade AC had slipped on over his tank top.
“Do you like bananas?”
AC nodded and wondered how two teal shirts reminded Rick of bananas.
“What about lemons? I like lemon pie. Do people eat lemons plain, like an orange? Just peel one and eat it?”
“I d-d-don’t th-think s-s-so.”
Rick didn’t interrupt or say the words to speed things along. He had all the time in the world. Either that, or he didn’t have a clue what AC was saying. “Yeah. Me neither. Apples.”
What about them? AC wondered but didn’t ask.
“Pears.”
Maybe Rick was just going to start
