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plate of breakfast. I sit across from him at the table, and he eyes me while

he eats. I feel like I’m being sized up.

“Where’s Emerson?” he asks.

“She’s with her aunt.”

Josh nods and takes a bite of his food. Then: “How long have you and

my brother been together?”

I shrug. “That depends. I’ve known him since I was fifteen, but we

started dating about a month and a half ago.”

There’s a flash of surprise on Josh’s face. “Really? Were you, like,

friends back then or something?”

“Or something.” I take a sip of my coffee, and then set it down carefully.

“Your brother didn’t have anywhere to live when I met him, so I helped him

for a while.”

Josh leans back in his chair. “Really? I thought he lived with our mom.”

“When she and your dad would allow it,” I say. “But he spent a lot of

time trying to survive without their help.” I hope I’m not saying too much,

but I feel like Josh needs a better understanding of Atlas. “Go easy on your

brother, okay? He cares a lot about you.”

Josh stares at me for a beat, then nods. He leans over his plate again,

taking a bite of bacon. He drops the bacon back onto the plate and wipes his

mouth with a napkin. “His cooking is normally better than this.”

I laugh. “That’s because I made it.”

“Oh, shit,” Josh says. “Sorry.”

I don’t take offense at all because I’m sure he’s getting used to Atlas’s

cooking. “Do you think you want to be a chef like him? He told me you like

helping out at the restaurants.”

Josh shrugs. “I don’t know. It’s fun. Maybe. But I feel like I’ll get tired

of it. He works a lot of nights. I feel like I’ll get tired of any career after a

few years, though, so I don’t know what I’ll do.”

“Sometimes I feel like I still don’t know what I want to be when I grow

up.”

“I thought you owned a flower shop or something. That’s what Atlas told

me.”

“I do. Before that, I used to work at a marketing firm.” I push my plate

aside and fold my arms on the table. “I still feel like you do, though.

Worried about boredom. Why are we expected to pick one thing to try and

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