“What’s the hots?” I asked them. “It’s when two people want to hold hands with each other and spend all of lunchtime playing together. Just the two of them,” Patrick explained. “But Hugh doesn’t go to the same school as Liz, so how can they have the hots for each other if they don’t play together at lunchtime?” “They do it at home instead,” Gerard offered. “Playing?” “Yep.” “But you play with Lizzie, too, Patrick,” I added. “So, does that mean you have the hots for her, too?” “I don’t know. Maybe sometimes,” he replied, looking distracted before quickly climbing to his feet.
