I turn around to see Dan looking almost as pale-faced and embarrassed as I feel.
There’s a long moment while Arthur knocks again. I can just hear him laughing outside.
“I forgot,” she says quietly. “I invited Arthur to dinner tonight.”
Thanks for telling me.
I run back to my room to dress and to wallow in my shame. Dan waits until my bedroom door is firmly shut before opening the front door and letting Arthur in. I march over to the laptop and open up iTunes, playing whatever music is pre-loaded onto the computer in an effort to block out Arthur and Dan’s already-muffled conversation – and to drown out my hailstorm of thoughts.
“Spooky” by Dusty Springfield comes on. Who picked this music out? This doesn’t seem like John’s taste at all. Though I can’t say for sure what I think John’s
