“You…skipped? You, out of all people, didn’t read a book from start to finish?” The flash of a smile he tries to hide hits me somewhere in the vicinity of my stomach, reminding me of the days when he’d been my best friend, and suddenly this is too much. I scramble to my feet, dust my leathers off, and walk toward the stone. “Vi,” he says quietly, but the cavernous space amplifies it so he may as well be shouting.
