“I still do not understand how those men survive,” Jill said.
“Olivia feeds them.”
“That explains a lot.”
“And Liam supervises them.”
“That explains slightly less.”
We both laughed, and for a moment I felt almost normal.
Then the silence returned.
Jill took a sip of her coffee before setting the cup down carefully.
“All right,” she said. “Tell me what happened.”
I looked through the window at the students passing outside.
“I saw Brett with two girls.”
“Did he kiss one of them?”
“No.”
“Did he leave with one of them?”
“No.”
“Did he do anything wrong?”
I shook my head.
“No.”
Jill waited.
“One of them kissed him on the cheek,” I finally said. “It was quick. It probably meant nothing, and he did not even react like it was a big deal. He just smiled and said goodbye.”
“But it
