Morgan
June made a few series of hand gestures towards me with a hopeful expression. I had no clue what she was trying to communicate but something told me she was asking if I knew sign language.
I did not.
If Shane ever found out about this, I'd never hear the end of it. A few years ago, he had asked if I wanted to learn sign language with him and, like an i***t, I had declined because I had a lot on my plate at the time. It was yet another push in the direction of my mate that I had completely missed.
From the way she furrowed her brows and pursed her lips, she had figured out that I didn’t. Suddenly, her face lit up like an idea had just struck as she took out her phone and began typing something out quickly.
She lifted the phone screen to me barely a second later.
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