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“And she’s the only girl you’ve ever been with?”
“Yes.”
“Were you in love with her?”
“Yes.”
“Did she break up with you?”
“No.”
“You broke up with her?”
“Yes.”
“Do you plan on getting back together with her?”
“No.”
Katie watched me carefully, looking for the lie, and when she didn’t find it, she smiled. It was a nice smile. She had good teeth. And freckles. Her freckles were adorable.
“But she’s best friends with your sister?”
“She is.”
“So she spends a lot of time at your house?”
“She does.”
“So, by default, you spend a lot of time in her company?”
“I do.”
“And that doesn’t tempt you to work things out with her?”
“No.”
“Wow.” She leaned forward, engrossed in the conversation. “She broke you good and hard, didn’t she?”
“Yes.”
“That was more of a tactless observation than a question.” Katie reached across the table and placed her small hand on mine. “You didn’t have to answer that.”
“It’s okay,” I replied, attention riveted to her tiny wrist. Instead of jagged scars donning her flesh, her porcelain skin was littered with freckles.
It was a relief.
It was different.
“What about you?” I turned the tables and asked. “You still haven’t told me how you ended up transferring to Tommen.”
“I did tell you,” she laughed. “I won a scholarship.”
“No, I mean, why transfer so late?” It wasn’t uncommon. Tommen was renowned for accepting late transfers. They came in all different years, but third year and sixth year transfer students were the most common because those were the exam years, and the academic performance at Tommen spoke volumes. The school had a 98 percent graduation rate, combined with a 4oo-point leaving cert average rate. There was no doubting the quality of education provided, so it wasn’tsurprising to see parents moving their children during exam years, and the athletic programs on offer were unlike any others in the province. “If you’re smart enough to snag a scholarship, and you clearly are, then why weren’t you offered one in first year?”
“Originally, Iwasenrolled at Tommen for first year.”
“You were?” My brows shot up. “What happened?”
