“Ok, I’ve been avoiding you,” at least she’s admitting it. “But that’s only because I don’t want to talk about it.”
“I don’t know what you think you heard at the gender reveal,” I say gently, feeling like I’m dealing with a wild animal that’s likely to bolt at any second and I really don’t want to spook her. “It can’t be nearly as bad as you think, though.”
She stares at me with her lips parted and I can see the fire building in her. “Not as bad?” her voice is low and dangerous and I have a sudden urge to cover my family jewels just in case. I can’t remember all I said to Ash on that afternoon a few weeks ago, but there’s no way it was bad enough to warrant this type of reaction from her. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. “You know what? It doesn’t matter,” she says sadly be
