Scottie
Boo. You’re no fun.
Fletch
Truer words…
Scottie
Okay, I gotta bounce. Lucas isn’t going to say no to himself. Be safe.
Fletch
You too.
Wait, how are you getting home? Didn’t the storms shut everything down?
Scottie
They’re rerouting us through Akron.
The Fischers are flying into Rockford, though. Maybe the airports farther west aren’t as affected by cancellations?
Fletch
Figures.
Yet another thing I can’t do right, book a freaking flight.
Scottie
Knock it off. It’s winter in the northeast. You’re not powerful enough to shut down entire airports.
Fletch
You have no proof of that.
Scottie
Don’t make me roll my eyes.
Fletch
Go. Ward off Lucas’s attention.
Scottie
Stay safe and stop pitying yourself. It’s unattractive.
Scottie has the unique ability to knock sense into people. It’s not working as well as she’d like, but it’s better than nothing.
I lean back in my chair and scratch my forehead. Why did things get so awkward with Poppy? I asked a question! Gave a suggestion! How did it go so haywire?
This is why I don’t dig with Grace. It’s safer to assume she’s some traveling social worker and to let her assume I’m a gym coach, like she once guessed. She matters too much to me to drop my walls.
Poppy, on the other hand …
That woman.
