You never told me Frederick was such a big Taylor Swift fan.” I choked on my sip of wine. “I’m sorry,” I said, once I recovered. “But … Taylor Swift?” Frederick shuffled his feet awkwardly. “I … might have mentioned a few things I knew about Taylor Swift to some people in the kitchen.” “A few things?” Sam laughed again and shook his head. “Don’t be so modest. Your knowledge of her 1989 era is encyclopedic.”
