“Sorry, sorry,” Abi said, moments later. “I shouldn’t have said that. That was really thoughtless.” The muscles in my shoulders relaxed. “I’ve got a lot on my mind myself—not about that. I guess I’m a little more scrambled than I thought.”
I frowned. “If you’re not hurt…?”
“Life has gotten very interesting very quickly, and in an entirely different way.”
I squinted. “What is that supposed to mean?”
“Have you ever read anything by Bram Stoker? Or Anne Rice?”
“Hmm.” Nothing was coming up right now.
“Never mind,” she blurted. “It’s not time for a book club, is it? Forget I asked.”
“Oooo-kay,” I said slowly, suddenly feeling conflicted. “You know, I actually have free time, so if you wanted to read something—”
“No. Nope. I mean, not right now. There’s that big work event coming up soon
