AVERY
Twenty minutes into the movie, the guy I was sitting beside turned and said, “Are you enjoying the movie?”
At first I wasn’t sure he was speaking to me, but there was no one else there and there wasn’t a phone pressed to his ear.
“I guess.” I said, and turned back to face the movie.
“Those your friends?” He tilted his chin at Jemima and Mariah sitting beside me and I nodded because I didn’t want to speak. I hated talking in the cinema. It made me feel like I was committing a sin.
“Do y’all live around here?”
What kind of question was that? Why would he be interested if my place was close by? He was a stranger and I sure as hell wasn’t going to go around giving him private information about myself.
Then I remembered that I had asked the handsome stranger at the
