Chapter 19We ate lunch in the center’s cafeteria. Somehow, while in line, Brin worked her way between myself and Kyer, and as Lyra led the way to an empty spot at a table, my Other stopped to keep me from following. “We need to talk,” she told me. “Alone.”
I looked helplessly at Kyer, who stood between the girls, obviously torn. Then Lyra leaned closer to him and whispered something I couldn’t overhear. With a shrug, he told me, “We’ll catch you guys after lunch.”
I didn’t want to wait until then. The prospect of sitting beside him in the cafeteria, with our legs pressed together beneath the table, had been all that kept me going throughout the morning. Now I watched as he and Lyra took the last two seats at a nearby table, effectively leaving me with Brin.
Who wanted to talk. About wha
