"So just tell me if I'm right," said Constantine. "I won't ask anything else."
Vica turned away, scooting around on her rear so that she could turn her back to the man. Undeterred, he leaned around her, leaning his chin ever so slightly on her shoulder so that he could place his face directly next to hers. She wriggled away. "Leave me alone. I said, leave me alone!"
She shoved at him with one arm. To her surprise, he let her push him away - only to sprawl down on the floor next to her. He looked up at her, propping up the side of his head with one bent arm. "So? Orphan? Am I right?"
"I'm not!" she exclaimed. She pulled her knees to her chest and made to push herself off the ground so that she could walk away from the annoyance that Constantine had suddenly become. His hand wrapped aroun
