I was still fuming an hour later so I abandoned the washing up and stomped up to my room. It didn't matter. It didn't matter. It didn't. I knew Ciarán liked Grace. It didn't bother me -
"It isn't true, Emlynn." Amy stood in my bedroom doorway, pale and determined.
"Wuh what's not?" I threw my pyjamas on.
"Ciarán doesn't like Grace. Not like that." She sat at the foot of my bed.
"Doesn't m-matter en-anyway." I laid back, staring at the dark wooden beams.
"It does! You like him. And he likes you. I saw how he looked at you this afternoon. I don't know what Grace is playing at but don't fall for it."
"Yeah w-well you duh didn't suh suh see what he's like when Grace is around. He's not so k-k-keen on me then." My voice betrayed my bitterness. Not just over Ciarán, but over everything Grace had that I didn't. I shoved thoughts of Kate and the Pattern to the back of my mind. Right now, I wanted to be angry with Grace,
"But Emlynn…"
"Amy please! L-leave it." I hadn't meant to snap at her. "Suh sorry. B-bad day."
"It's fine." Amy said in a small precise voice.
"L-look did you borrow that b-book? The wuh one I told you about?" I searched her face for any flicker of recognition.
"What book?" Amy's face was expressionless. She still used that precise little voice. "You know for once it would be nice if you remembered that not everyone is against you."
"Amy -"
"I'm fed up with being piggy-in-the-middle between you and Grace. Sort it out." Amy whirled and stamped off to her room. I stared after her, feeling more stricken than I had at dinner. I rubbed my eyes, pressing hard. Maybe it was better if I kept Amy at a distance for a bit. Until things with Haze fell out one way or another. A selfish part of me wanted to run after her. I squashed it down. Better if Amy didn't know anything. And I'd hit a dead end looking for the book.
Heavy with exhaustion, I flopped into bed.
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