We had stormed away from Harriet and sat in the library when Stevie entered. B didn't notice, but she looked at us both and hurried to the other side of the library. I got up,
"Where ya going?" B asked looking at some ancient Elvish writing.
"To get a book" I said, but instead went over to the desk Stevie was sitting at. She didn't look up, but knew it was me. "Can I sit down?"
"It's a free country" Stevie said, still not looking at me. I sat down.
"Do you want to talk?" I asked, she shook her head. "Look, I know it's hard, but I'm your friend Stevie. You don't have to act so misunderstood because B is over there and she is in the same boat!"
"It wasn't even her mother" Stevie argued back.
"But it was the closest thing that she had" I sighed taking her hand "Where all here for you Stevie"