“There’s this girl,” he says. I immediately shake my head in response to Ledger Sharpe asking my grandmother for love advice about me. Because that’s what he’s about to do, isn’t he? The glance he gives me partnered with the sly smile is all I need to see to know I’m right. “What about her?” Gran asks. “We haven’t seen each other in a long time.” “Did you do something wrong to her? To hurt her?” Ledger hangs his head for a beat to look at where he’s playing with a checker piece. “The more time that passes, the less I know the answer to that question,” he murmurs before looking up and directly
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