Nora seemed to appreciate my suggestion that we could play board games before we worked on the project, and I was glad that I had thought of it.
I was wary of her - not because she scared me or anything, I just didn’t like knowing she had only been nice to me so she could get me to do something.
I knew how stupid that was. It was deeply unfair of me to hold that against her when I let Blake get away with so much worse, but I was really not rational where he was concerned. At least I wasn’t in denial about how stupid I was being, I guess.
Pippa was drawing some elaborate bubble chart with buzzwords on as Nora drew up her proposed schedule, complete with a time slot of playing the board game.
“My place first,” she pointed to the schedule with her pen, “then yours,” she pointed to Pippa
