Between Ward being neighborly and Ophelia being all kinds of friendly, it was almost more than I could stand. Before I could flee to my house like a hormonal freak, Ward and Judge returned. Even then, I was tempted to make up an excuse but quickly forgot my panic when a majestic margarita was set in front of me, blended and rimmed with salt. It didn’t even matter that it was missing the most important ingredient—booze—it was still refreshing. It was also a lot of effort for someone to go through just to make me feel included.
