Rory
I announced I was staying on campus for winter break with all the casual confidence of a woman who had absolutely thought this through, which was a lie almost as significant as the one I'd been telling for months already.
"You sure?" Duval asked, of all people, catching me in the locker room as the rest of the team packed up their gear bags for the break, a rare note of something like actual friendliness creeping into his voice these days, ever since Jarvis had chewed him out and something between us had settled into an uneasy, gradually thawing truce. "Break's like three weeks. Nobody sticks around campus that long unless they've got nowhere else to go."
"Extra training," I said, which was technically true and also so far from the actual reason that saying it out loud felt like it
