Dally POV
I left Lily's room with the dumbest grin on my face. I tried to wipe it off before anybody saw. Didn't work. She didn't think I was stupid.
Or maybe she did.
Just...not in the way I'd always figured smart people did.
She never talked down to me. Sure, half the words that came outta her mouth sounded like spells from one of those Harry Potter books, but when she realized I didn't understand, she didn't laugh.
She explained. Patiently. Like it wasn't my fault I hadn't learned Latin.
Hell, she even admitted there were things I knew that she didn't. That she'd never have thought to go to Mamá's grave. That she'd have been stuck in the library forever.
Nobody had ever called my heart smart before.
I kinda liked the sound of that.
Maybe... Maybe she just liked hanging around m
