“Well, for what it’s worth,” I say, patting his arm, “you were a good tutor. You opened my eyes to how great reading and writing could be.” “It’s good to hear that,” he says, and the look on his face makes me think he’s genuine. It’s a small, simple smile, but I like it. Sincerity is always attractive. You know what else is always attractive? Aiden. Ugh.
