“I’ll be fine,” I tell Cynthia.
Cynthia doesn’t seem particularly worried about leaving me alone with Amber. She knows I can hold my own. She’s more annoyed, I think, by the interruption.
“We will be talking later,” Cynthia says as she stands. Yeah, that’s a threat.
She doesn’t say a word to Amber on the way out, just steps around her and disappears out into the field.
“How can I help you, Amber?” I ask, attempting diplomacy, as my father taught me. I harbor no ill will toward Amber, and I don’t believe I’ve done anything to warrant her ire. It seems silly for us to fight.
“You can stay away from Miles,” Amber snaps.
Oh. That’s what this is about.
As far as I know, Miles and Amber are not dating. If they were, Miles would have introduced her as more than ‘childhood friend’. Perha
