Chapter Four
I turned around and saw Grayson Phillips. As always, I made a little gasp I hoped was inaudible. He was someone I was romantically interested in, although he was dating a friend of mine and so off-limits. I always felt like anytime I was around Grayson, I was uncommonly clumsy and had a hard time speaking intelligently. I kept hoping I’d be cured of this malady, which made me feel like a 7th grader, but as yet I hadn’t happened upon a cure.
Since he’d moved in down the street, I’d always enjoyed my conversations with him. He was a reader and I saw him regularly in the library, although not as regularly as I’d have liked. He usually had kind eyes and a twinkling smile, but I saw neither of those right now.
“Something wrong?” I asked, frowning in concern at him.
Something wa
