“No. No, it’s not like that. I’m just looking forward to getting back home. Cruz got traded to our local NBA team this year, but so did his childhood best friend. So, yeah, I’m looking forward to going home.” Wren doesn’t make eye contact with me as she says it, but I still see that little sparkle when she brings up Cruz’s friend. “And this new teammate of his…is this the same teammate that’s going to dinner with you tonight?” She shoots me a look. “If you want to keep talking about my brother’s best friend, I’m going to keep pressing you about our neighbor.” “So that’s a yes. No wonder you
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