“She didn’t reject you.”
I closed my eyes and sighed. “I’m not thinking about Raven.”
“Neither am I.”
That got me. I turned my head toward her.
“I’m a friend to Emory,” she said simply, as if I should already know.
“You know...How?”
“We talk every night.”
“The night flights? Emory still does them?”
“She’s worried about you.”
I turned away, back to studying the bathwater. “Yeah, I’ll bet.”
Norvin’s wet hand reached under my chin and wrenched my head back around to face her. “If you’re sulking because she visits me and not you, then get over it. Kyle, listen, she’s afraid because of your hurt, your anger. She still loves you but is scared that if she tried to explain you would reject her.”
“Well, that’s the first thing she’s gotten right.”
“By the Domina! Don’t you get it? You we
