Lies, evasions, and undertones weren’t good for the appetite. “They’ve got a ranked course here,” Mr. St. John said. “You up for a round of golf, Logan?” Logan nodded. “Sounds good.” Tate and Cleo rolled their eyes. Cleo’s eye-roll landed on their linked hands with an assessing stare. Baylee made to pull back, but Logan held tighter. They made small talk about the weather, drawing out the details of the hundred degree, sunny day. Baylee toyed with the strap on her purse, wishing she’d brought a sweater against the chill air-conditioning. She stretched out her foot and kicked Tate, who looked up fast. “I saw a video online of a fluffy gray cat climbing into a glass jar.” He stared at her. Logan stared at her. She arched her eyebrows. Tate swallowed. “I saw a video of a cat hiding under a bed. He wiggled out to swipe at another cat.” Baylee felt her grin ease into something real. There we go. Normal. “I graduated in May. You’re a freshman?” It was a guess.
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