Paris would not talk to either of them the next day at church. Jeanne and Jedrick considered their outing a success. They had spent the entire afternoon running around different rows in the library, giggling and making loud, embarrassing comments whenever Paris would try to talk, or else pushing the books on their side of the shelf so the ones on Paris’s and Louis’s side would fall on them. They felt like grade-schoolers. It was altogether far too much fun.
Although they were ignored for most of the mass and the social time afterwards, they certainly did not ignore Paris.
“So, Paris, how did your date go?” Jedrick asked, elbowing her in the ribs as they sat on the grass outside the church, waiting for their parents to be done inside.
She was silent, but her eyebrow twitched at the ins
