Zoe looked back at the little boy in the photo. “It’s you! Gasp!” Sawyer let out a weary, put-upon sigh. “You know, most people don’t actually say ‘gasp’; they just—” “You were a child!” She took a step closer to him. And he took a step closer to her. “You were cute!” she said, like that was the most vicious accusation in the world.
