Carry Me Home
“The look on Cal’s face . . .
Maybe it was just Roy. Or maybe she’d screwed up. Maybe, and this was the bad thing, the worst thing—maybe she’d hurt Cal.
“I’m sorry,” she ventured. “He’s . . . not bitter, exactly. He thinks he’s funny.”
He turned halfway down the steps and looked at her. “You think I’m upset about that? Garden-variety envy? Think I’ve never seen that?”
“But you seem so annoyed,” she said cautiously. “Is it that I’m friends with Roy? Please tell me that’s not it, that you’re not jealous.”
“Oh, because it’s all about what you want?” He was walking again.
“What?”
They’d reached the bottom of the stairs, and he stopped and turned to face her, his face harder than she’d ever seen it. The sickness was worse now, was actually making her feel a little faint.
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