"So... do you want to talk about it?" Ellie asked after picking Oliver up from the mall on a Friday evening. He'd called her twenty minutes ago.
"No," he replied quietly while gazing out the window with a solemn expression on his plump face.
"Well, that look can only mean one thing: girl problems." She took a left turn as she drove them home. "I'm right, aren't I?"
Oliver glimpsed at her before he resumed staring absently out the window.
Ellie gave a sigh and lightly squeezed his knee in encouragement. "What happened?"
Oliver took a moment to gather his thoughts. His sister knew him too well to keep it from her. "There's this girl that... I really like, and Tommy had me convinced that..." He heaved a sigh as he again looked out the window. "I don't feel like talking about it."
Ellie
