“Wait, did they get you two wrong?” I don’t want to lie to him, so I say, “A few times.” I don’t mention how one of those was last week. Xander immediately springs to his feet and steps away from the skateboard. Aiming for the door like he plans to hunt down his mom. “Hey.” I extend an arm and block the door before putting a light hand on his elbow. “It’s normal—” “That’s not alright.” A thousand emotions pour out of his expressive eyes. “They’ve known you and Banks for years.”
