“You haven’t said anything all day.”
Aldo got the impression that his brother had been speaking to him for a long time. That beginning of his sentence sounded like it had come in the middle of a longer discussion. But Aldo hadn’t been in the mood to have any kind of discussions when he got home last night. He was even less inclined this morning. Why would he talk when the one person he wanted to talk to had stopped talking to him?
If they’d still been kids, Aldo would’ve marched over to the school and lain in wait until Elayne rounded the corner of the study hall and pounced. Or he could’ve gone up to the student government offices and casually bumped into her when she came out with her index cards all in order. The time he’d done that, the cards had gone all over the place and were out
