Chapter 7

After a moment, she says, “You can say no.”

Now how bad would that look? I shrug as if I don’t have anything to hide from her. “What do you want to ask?”

“You can say it’s none of my business, but I am majoring in counseling,” she says.

Yeah, so?I think, but I keep silent.

She’s stirring the sauce now, not quite looking at me as she continues. “It’s just…I don’t know. Lately things seem a bit strained between you two. I mean, you were great at the beginning of the year.”

Tell me about it. Why can’t we get back to that?

But I don’t say anything, and she keeps on, filling the silence between us. “Now it seems something’s not right. Does he…I don’t know, does he hit you?”

I jerk my head as if she slapped me. “What? No. God, no. Why would you even think—”

“I don’t know,” she admits. “You just don’t seem like yourself lately. Neither of you do. I just thought—”

“You thought wrong,” I say, anger creeping into my voice. “It’s not like that at all. He’snot like that.”