“She didn't want my brother.”
There was nothing childish about the certainty in her voice.
Josie leaned against her brother.
“So I stopped caring if people were nice to me.”
There was nothing childish about the certainty in her voice.
Daniel swallowed. “What did you care about?”
“If they were nice to him.”
She looked at me.
“You asked what he wanted for dinner.”
Then at Daniel.
“You talked basketball with him.”
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“What did you care about?”
I remembered how surprised Jace had looked when I'd asked him what he wanted to eat.
And I remembered Josie watching us.
Josie wrapped both arms around his waist.
“Everybody wanted me,” she said.
Then she looked up at us.
“But I only wanted somebody who wanted him just as much.”
And I remembered Josie watching us.
For a moment, nobody spoke.
Then I looked at Jace.
There was still one thing I didn't understand.
“If Josie chose us, and you told Rebecca yes... why didn't you unpack?”
Jace went still.
There was still one thing I didn't understand.
“Because people change their minds.”
Daniel leaned forward. “We weren't going to.”
“You know that now.”
That stopped him.
Jace looked down.
“People always want her at first. Sometimes they think they can deal with me too. Then they get tired of me being there.”
“Because people change their minds.”
My throat tightened.
“So I figured I'd wait.”
“For what?”
He finally looked at me.
“For the moment you decided you didn't want me anymore.”
The worst part was how calmly he said it.
