Saving Francesca

“Do you think people have noticed that I’m around?” “I notice when you’re not. Does that count?”

It’s a weird smile, but it reaches his eyes and I bottle it. And I put it in my ammo pack that’s kept right next to my soul.

“Did he mention Francesca?” Siobhan asks. “No. The world doesn’t revolve around Francesca being felt up by Will Trombal against a wall outside a toilet.”

When he looks at me, he must see an annoyed look on my face because I get the same annoyed look back. That’s how I feel. Annoyed that I like him.