“I told you. Collin said so.” “Collin…said I was homophobic?” “Well,” I hedged. “No. But he didn’t have to. It was clear. You know, in the context clues.” “In the clues…I see.” He started nodding, though it felt suspiciously mocking. “Sorry. I’m just—” He shook his head. “I’m wrapping my head around the fact that the guy I’ve been hitting on since he moved to town somehow not only didn’t catch onto the fact I was hitting on him but also somehow decided before he’d even met me that I’m homophobic.” Wait. What? “Wait, what?”
