“In moments of anger people, especially young people, often say things they don’t mean, Reuben,” Cunningham chimes in behind me.
“That’s right, and we just want you to be completely honest with us now so that, later down the line, there can be no confusion. Do you understand, Reuben?”
I understand that you don’t believe me, is what I want to say, but instead I just nod. All of my energy has been leeched out of my body. It’s like I can literally feel my batteries emptying. My eyes are heavy and I’m sick of the condescending way that I’m being treated. I know what I believe, and I believe Evelyn. Even if Cranly has nothing to do with ntch, I believe that he is screwed in the head enough to think that it’s okay to hit on teenage girls.
“Please, in your own words, tell us what happened in c
