I expect Lindsay to leave once she gives me the advice about Kieran, but she doesn’t. Instead, she asks me to join her out for dinner.
“Dinner where?” I ask, thinking of my mother and how bad she’s been feeling lately. I don’t want to go all the way to San Francisco tonight.
“Wherever you want. I’m fine to stay in Oakland. I’m staying at Mom’s tonight, anyway.”
The fact that she’s staying with her mother, combined with her rather wrecked appearance, makes me want to ask her if everything’s okay at home. I decide to wait until dinner, though. Like her brother, I still feel like I barely know her.
A part of me wishes I could take back those words I said to him—We haven’t even been on a date yet!—not just once, but twice. The truth is, I do feel like I know Kieran. I feel like I know his
