“I went to school with Bobby and he bullied me for being tall and for having red hair.” Jude glanced over his shoulder at Bobby and growled. “I was messing with you because I liked you,” Bobby said. “You were a dick,” I said over my shoulder. “He stopped in eighth grade when I grabbed his nuts in front of his friends and squeezed until he apologized.” “God, you’re amazing,” Jude said, opening the door to a stairwell.
