“I’m not thrilled about this. No, listen,” she says when my shoulders slump, “I won’t lie to you. Like I said, I’m not thrilled, but I won’t interfere. I won’t make you choose.”
“Poe didn’t doanything.”
“I know. I believe you. But if you’re Porter’s partner, his family will be your in-laws. His father says the vilest things and I don’t want them to hurt you. I don’t want anyoneto say those kinds of things to you, but especially not a man who had no qualms berating a fifteen-year-old. You can’t blame me for wanting better than that for you.”
“They’ve never said anything to me directly,” I mutter, knowing it’s an idiotic weak excuse I never would have uttered if I hadn’t been head-over-heels for their son.
“Oh, Auden.” She lets out a bitter laugh. “You never notice anything because your head is always in the clouds or focused on your art. But I’ve seen them look at you. I’ve seen the oldest brother spitafter you behind your back, for fuck’s sake.”