Emmy & Oliver

by Robin Benway

They adored Oliver, it was obvious. I felt like I was watching a bunch of peasant girls compete for the prince’s affections.

“Well, that’s dumb,” she finally says. “You’re always gonna know it’s me. And I’m always gonna know it’s you.”

“Oh. Okay. Well, now that you’ve brought me into your web of lies . . .” He looked at the menu for another second, then said, “I’ll have the same as her.”