Chapter 65

“As if,” he countered with.

Simon sighed. “Can we up the maturity factor, please?”

I shrugged. “Nope. This is as mature as I get.”

“Yep,” said Doug.

“Yep,” said Todd.

Simon sighed, again. “Lord help us all.”

I nodded. I stared up at the heavens—or at least the roof of the car. “Yeah, Lord,” I whispered. “A little help here would be greatly appreciated.”

As it was soon to turn out, the Lord really did move in mysterious ways.

* * * *

I was waiting outside Simon’s office after classes that Monday.

“Again?” he asked good-naturedly as he was on his way out. “We’re making a habit out of this. People will talk.”

My face lit up. “PeopleMagazine? I love People!”

He rolled his eyes. “People in general, Lucas.”

“Oh.”

“In any case, to what do I owe the honor?”

“Can we talk?”

He closed his office door and locked it. “Come on.”