“And are you okay as long as you take the medication?” he asked. Ughh. Damn them for having follow-up questions. “Pretty much.” My voice came out in the most unconvincing high-pitched squeak I’d ever heard. There was silence in the kitchen, and then all of us burst out laughing. Lars put his arm around me, tucking me into his side. “At least we know you’re a shit liar.”
