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I have a sudden revelation I lower my voice and say, “Waitcan you read?”

He bursts out laughing “Yes, I can read! Geez, Lara Jean Not everything has a story behind it, okay? I’m just lazy” He snorts “Can I read? I’ve written you et flushed “It wasn’t that funny” I squint at hi, but s, sure”

I drop my chin “Then maybe that’s a character flaw that you should work on,” I say “Because sos are serious and they should be taken seriously Sorry if you think that’s ey I think you’re judgey in general That’s a character flaw that you should work on I also think you need to learn how to kick back and have fun”

I’ (which I hate), baking, reading; I consider saying knitting but I’m pretty sure he’ll only make fun of me—when Kelly drops off our food and I stop so I can bite into rilled cheese while it’s still oozy

Peter steals one of my french fries “So who else?”

“Who else what?”

With his ot letters?”

“Um, that’s really private” I shake my head at him, like Wo rude

“What? I’m just curious” Peter dips another fry into , he says, “Come on, don’t be shy You can tell me I know I’m number one, obviously But I want to hear who else , he’s so sure of himself Fine, if he wants to know so bad, I’ll tell him “Josh, you—”

“Obviously”

“Kenny”

Peter snorts “Kenny? Who’s he?”

I prop my elbows up on the table and rest my chin on my hands “A boy I met at church camp He was the best swi kid once He swauards even noticed anything rong”

“So what’d he say when he got the letter?”

“Nothing It was sent back return to sender”

“Okay, who’s next?”

I take a bite of sandwich “Lucas Krapf”

“He’s gay,” Peter says

“He’s not gay!”

“Dude, quit dreaay He wore an ascot to school yesterday”

“I’ an ascot doesn’t ive hiive ay as hell I bet you fifty bucks that if I showed my uncle Eddie a picture of Lucas, he’d confirm it in half a second”