Awkward silence continues to reign on us until we are inside the car. Deep lines are still carved on Aziel’s forehead as he frowns. I don’t know why he is so annoyed, though. I feel like he is somehow overreacting.
Once Lindsay and I are settled in the back seat, she leans closer and whispers in my ear while Aziel is answering a call outside. “Why are you so busy with your phone earlier?” she asks, sounding like what I did is some kind of crime. “Aziel kept looking at your phone like he wanted to break it or something.”
“Nothing,” I answered. “I was just chatting with Zero, that’s all!”
She sighs heavily. “So that’s why…” she says under her breath. “He must be thinking that you’re speaking with a guy or something.”
“Zero is a guy,” I say as a matter of fact.
“But he is your son.”
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