I tuned the conversation out and stole a glance at Will. His mouth hung slightly open, and his stare was fixed on a spot in the distance. “Will, seriously. I had no idea they’d know you. It didn’t even occur to me, I—”
He held up a hand. “It’s cool. Whatever. Just, uh … just keep your voice down, okay?”
“Yeah, of course. So … where have you been, anyway? When I didn’t hear from you, I figured you were … I dunno …”
Will’s face was still blank. “I was busy. Sorry. Anyway, good to see you. I’ll catch you around.”
And he turned his back on me to talk to someone else. Just like that. Something deep inside me snagged, like a loose thread catching. I stared at the back of his head with my mouth hanging open. He did not just do that. I was imagining this right now. I had to be.
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