Connor
"You know," I tell Evelyn as we ride the elevator down. "When I asked you to go bowling with me, I didn't think you'd agree. I was expecting to be turned down."
"So, you could tease me about not having a social life or something to that effect?" She cuts in and shakes her head. "I know all of your tricks, Connor Everest. If you think I will allow you to taunt me, you have something else coming."
"Plus," she shrugs, "I like bowling. It is the only recreational activity where you can picture the head of someone you don't like rolling down the lane and crashing against the pins."
I know her words are empty threats, but I gulp audibly, which makes her laugh.
"I am not talking about you, don't worry."
I exhale.
"Phew."
The doors open, and we get out.
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