“How was your session yesterday?”
I jumped, and my hand hit my locker as I whirled around, but I shouldn’t have been surprised.
Ryan and I had talked a little last night on the phone, and I knew he would seek me out today. This was the new normal. Things were returning to a more regular schedule at home, which meant my mom stayed home twice a week. She reserved the right to drive me to school those mornings, and this was one of them.
Cursing, I waved my hand around.
“Shit.” Ryan touched my arm and leaned forward to inspect my fingers. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”
I tried for a smile, but it felt like a twisted clown grimace. My fingers really hurt. “Oh. No problem. It was my bad. I was zoning out.”
He ran his thumb over my knuckles. “You jammed two of your fingers. I can reset them,
