I'd been staring at the same shelf for ten minutes when Maya finally intervened.
"Okay," she said, taking the book from my hands. "You've rearranged this section three times. What's going on?"
"Nothing."
"Liar." She set the book down and crossed her arms. "You've been smiling at nothing all morning, you keep touching your lips like you're reliving something and you just put a children's book in the true crime section. So spill."
Before I could answer, Judy appeared from around the corner, Olive right behind her.
"Are we having an intervention?" Judy asked, far too cheerfully. "Because I'm here for it."
"There's nothing to intervene about," I protested.
All three of them stared at me.
I sighed. "Fine. He kissed me."
The library got noisy immediately.
"FINALLY!" Judy practically sh
