Page 70 of As They Are
I looked back down. Once the ad was done, I saw the library.
And then I saw us.
I gasped, a hand over my open mouth. “Someone filmed us?”
“Whoever was there must have taken a video of us and put it on YouTube. My bet is on Marjorie.”
“And put it on YouTube as ... HammerTime69?” The username would have made me laugh if they hadn’t posted a video ofme.
“I ... suppose? I have no idea who posted this. You should read the comments.”
I scrolled down, eyes widening when I finally hit them. A few were asking about Jude, but the majority were talking aboutus.Henry and me.
And how cute we were.
“That’s what you meant by public opinion.”
“Yes. And as mortified as I am that I’m on YouTube of all places, it might work.”
He wasmortified?“We could try to get it taken down if it bothers you.”
“It’s fine. If my mother sees it, I’ll have to have a very unfortunate call with her, but I’ll live.”
“What’s your mom like?” I asked, leaning forward. “I could try to?—”
“I can handle her,” he replied. “And my mom is ... normal.”
I waited for him to say something else, but he didn’t.
Henry obviously didn’t want to share information about his mom. He had the right to keep anything he wanted from me—I knew that.
But I was still disappointed.
“All right,” I said. “But I still owe you for all of this. If I convince Madison to go with it, you’ll have to give me something to help you with.”
“Don’t worry about it.”
“Come on. Does your car need an oil change?”
“No.”
“Does your house need any new light fixtures?”
“I like my house the way it is.”
“What about the clinic? I bet it could use an upgrade.”
“That’s also fine.”
“Henry,” I groaned. “You can’t just give me nothing to help you with. I’m not a taker. I’m a giver too, so let me give you something.”
“There’s really nothing.”
“If you don’t, I’ll find it.”
“There’snothing. Just let it go and don’t look for it.”
“Fine, I won’t look for anything.”
