He laughed and folded his arms across his chest, turning away from my assault. “I just want to make things right for you. And for her. I feel terrible.”
“Youshouldfeel terrible. But you can’t break up with her. Andyouhave to tell Mom and Dad.”
He groaned. “I know. Once we get home?”
I nodded.
“So we’ll be okay?”
“You chose each other. I’m sure you’ll be fine.”
“Norah, you know what I mean. You and me.”
“Right now, I don’t even know if I’m okay with myself.”