5
This statement disconcerted Indira, who, of all those present, probably understood me the least.
‘It’s okay,’ Jay reassured her. ‘This is Ves. Her idea of evil is making people eat too much cake. Or turning your hair fabulous colours without telling you.’
I frowned. ‘I’m sure I could think of something more diabolical than that.’
‘When you do, I’d be delighted to hear about it,’ said Jay. Words which would, probably, haunt him someday soon.
Indira just shook her head. I think the gesture meant "I give up trying to understand this" more than an utter rejection of my entire personal worth, but one never knows.
‘I, for one, am entirely in favour of Evil Ves,’ said Zareen. ‘I see honorary membership of the School of Weird in your future. School tie and and everything.’
‘Hey. Weird and
