Like when he’d go on too long about books or music until people made that uncomfortable face they always eventually made. The face that meant they’d stop inviting him to coffee or their club or anywhere at all. Or the way he’d follow rules exactly until it annoyed even his teachers or bosses—or completely ignore the rules when they made no sense, which somehow also annoyed the same teachers and bosses. And worrying. Preston was a full-time worrier. If worries were bought at the store, Preston would come home with a Costco-sized pallet of them.
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