“Why are you always hanging with Lacroix?” “He is what we call a friend on this planet.” “Just a friend... right?” I made a strangled noise. “How are you asking me that? Of course he’s just a friend.” “And Lighthouse too,” added Clay. “He was feeling you up the other day.” “You mean when he pulled a leaf out of my hair?” “He took his sweet time with that damn leaf.” “I’m leaving now.”

