“No, that’s not…” there were tears in her eyes, and she was having trouble stringing words together. I should have felt bad, for going off on someone who was probably in a pretty delicate emotional state, but I wasn’t feeling particularly gentle.
That much is becoming clear.
It’s also another example of how much Taylor has changed over the story. Sure, she always had the capacity for pure rage, but she’s gotten much more willing to actually show it. She’s become a lot more assertive, for better and worse.
“You obviously heard the story about me being hospitalized, you probably helped spread it.”
That could very well be the case, given how eager she was to recount it in no hushed tones just now and how she didn’t think of how it would make Taylor feel.
“You don’t understand,” she said. She startled as Brooks passed Minor and Senegal and approached us with a brisk stride. It threw her off her stride, and she stumbled over her words as she tried to pull her excuse together. “Um. It, um. It was Emma Barnes, she-”
Of course it was.
Also, hi, Brooks. What’s up? Where’s your “boyfriend”?
Brooks had reached Lisa’s side and informed her, “Found him.”
Oh shit.
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