s**t!
Quickly Jimmy stands, knocking his knee against the leg of the table and pushing his chair back so fast, it wobbles and almost clatters to the ground before Aaron can catch it. Snagging a book at random, Jimmy hurries around the table and almost makes it to the podium, where the moderator waits with a smile frozen on her face, before realizing he picked up a clean copy of the book and not his reading copy. In mid-step he turns, face heating with embarrassment. He isn’t usually this stupid, honest. It’s all Aaron’s fault.
As if reading his mind, Aaron has Jimmy’s reading copy in hand and holds it out to him. “Thanks,” Jimmy whispers, swapping it for the unread book. Then he trips over someone’s foot as he tries for the podium again. “Sorry, sorry!”
The moderator steps aside as he a
