Evelyn must sense my hesitation because I’ve been silent for like a minute.
“It’s okay, I get it. Your folks are probably pretty tense with you right now, hey? Look, I just wanted to find out what happened today. The school turned into this total nut-house this afternoon. What did you do?”
She leans on the windowsill and I can see goose bumps on her arms but when she sees me looking she just shakes her head telling me not to worry about it. I feel bad for not letting her in. I mean, it’s not like I don’t want her in my room. I really do. In fact, I’m really nervous about the whole idea, but that doesn’t change the fact that I’m about ready to ignore my fear of my dad in favour of rescuing Evelyn Swann from the cold.
I reiterate my half of the story minus all the bits with me coming acro
