Jordan asked under his breath. “I gotta know the deal.” He squeezed between Grace and Priya as the tour group gathered in the Pierce Mill the next morning. The mill was kept in the same condition it had been in in the 1820s. It couldn’t actually grind grain anymore, but people were raising money to get it in working condition again. “Shhh. The ranger’s about to start the demonstration,” Priya whispered. She’d sat with Grace when the group took the Red Line subway over to Rock Creek Park where the mill was. Just because . . . well, just because she felt like hanging with Grace. Grace wasn’t in the same room as Priya at the hotel, and Priya had . . . missed talking to her. ’Cause . . . ’cause Grace was funny. And since she’d sat with Grace, it made sense to walk with Grace from the subway stop over to the mill. It would have been rude not to. Liar, a little voice in Priya’s head piped up. You sat with Grace because you were too chicken to sit with Jordan. And you hung with her on the way over to the mill so you could keep on avoiding him.
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