“There was a man called Jay. Who liked men because, you know, he’s gay.” “This is going to end terribly,” Jordan mumbled. Merry was now trying not to smile and I put my arm around Jordan’s shoulder. Angus grinned. “But they were all out of luck, because Jay don’t like to—” “Angus Walter Spears,” Jordan whisper-shouted across the table. “You will not finish that line.”
