“You have to come to the picnic,” he said. “Why?” Elliot snapped. “My parents are expecting you,” Luke said reluctantly, as if each word were a tooth that had to be pulled. “Why?” Elliot repeated inflexibly. “I don’t know why, Elliot!” Luke snapped back. “I didn’t tell them you were coming. But they asked where you were, and I said you were in the library, and they said to go fetch you then.”
