I shifted from one foot to the other as I gazed at Cassie.
The straw that had been stuck in her mouth ever since I spoke to her was spat out and soda splashed all over her face.
“I’m so very sorry.” I said, looking at her helplessly. I got out my handkerchief from my pocket and dabbed at her face awkwardly. She looked at me balefully and snatched it from me.
“Why would you ask that of me?” She glared at me as she viciously cleaned her face with my handkerchief. She was definitely going to have red welts there when she was done. “How can you expect me to do that. Peter was nothing but nice to me, he. . .” But she couldn’t go on any further.
I sensed hesitation. There was something she wasn’t saying, but I couldn’t push her. I had to engage tactics here, so I backed away from her and sm
