Lethal.
“What is it, Dale? You’re not showing off again, are you?”
“Jasper, we need your help with these apples.”
“Oh, so you are showing off,” said Jasper. “Okay, I’ll help. I get it.”
Before he stepped in, Jasper looked Aldor up and down and asked, “Who’s this?”
“Jasper,” Dale panted. “This is Aldor. He’s a fr—acquaintance.”
“I love how you almost said ‘friend.’” Jasper stepped into the circle and rotated his shoulders to catch the apples. They stood that way, concentrating as the fruit whizzed overhead. “Don’t worry, he gets stuck-up sometimes when it comes to making friends.” Jasper turned to Dale, “Don’t you, big brother?”
“I’m not a chatterbox like you if that’s what you’re—”
“You don’t have to make excuses,” said Jasper, rolling his eyes. “I know the truth, even if he doesn’
