Chapter 51

“Miss Mahon and Miss Alvarez are a couple…married even, maybe.”

“Cool!”

“Your uncles…Dante and Glenn, are they still together?”

“Twenty-five years. Married for two. They were one of the first couples in line after the ruling.”

“Nice.”

“About that sand…Did you throw it on purpose?” Angel asked.

I shrugged. “It happened decades ago. I don’t remember.”

“Really? Your memory seems 20/20—or however one measures memory—on everything else.”

I offered a sheepish grin.

“The other gifts…Let’s see. First grade…the hands.”

“No bad memories there,” I said, “even though Miss Braff really didn’t care for my artistic license much.”

Angel chuckled. His memory was 20/20 as well, it seemed.

* * * *

Some teachers liked to hover. Miss Mahon hardly ever left her desk. Miss Braff, on the other hand, hadn’t even parked herself behind hers to take attendance.

“Noah?”

“What?” I didn’t look up from coloring as she stood there right beside me.