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Elodie frowned. ‘Well, no, there are some village boys he gets on with, and there are his cousins.’

The nun’s lips twitched. ‘So this friend… it’s a girl, then?’

‘Well, yes, but that’s not what’s bothering me.’

‘Right, it’s because—?’

‘Because he didn’t tell me.’

‘Oh yes, indeed. So, it’s not because you are jealous?’

She blinked. ‘I’m not jealous.’ Which was when she realised she was. Wildly so.

The nun took another sip of lemonade ‘I think if you have a good friendship, don’t let this ruin it. But also, you’re growing up, things are bound to change.’

Elodie frowned, she didn’t want anything to change.

‘How old is he?’

‘Sixteen,’ said Elodie.

Sister Augustine nodded.

Elodie felt the blood rush to her ears. ‘You think – are you saying she might be his girlfriend?’

‘I don’t know. It’s possible.’

Elodie’s hands shook as she took a sip of lemonade. ‘I thought speaking with a nun was meant to make you feel better.’

Sister Augustine laughed. ‘I usually find that it’s like medicine, sometimes you feel worse before you start to feel better. My advice: talk to him.’

Advice Elodie ignored.

It took Jacques three days to finally get Elodie alone.

She had made sure that she was never alone with him. She always had an excuse whenever he came around, such as saying she was busy helping Grand-mère in the restaurant or doing her chores.

On the third morning he took matters into his own hands and decided to visit her just before dawn. There was a tap on her window and when she went to open it, and let him in, it was with some reluctance. ‘Aren’t you too old to be climbing through my window?’

He grinned. ‘I don’t think so. Besides, you are the one who usually visits me.’

She stepped backwards, and wrapped her arms around herself. ‘I think Grand-mère wouldn’t like it.’

‘Since when do you care?’

She frowned. ‘I’ve always cared what she thinks,’ she hissed.

He stared at her, then shook his head. ‘What’s wrong with you?’

‘Nothing is wrong with me. I just don’t think you should be here.’

‘Something is wrong. You keep avoiding me and now you don’t want me here.’

‘I haven’t been avoiding you.’

He gave her a look. ‘I’ve known you for four years. Usually it’s you waking me up at dawn the second you’re back from school. What happened?’

‘I’ve been busy, that’s all.’

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