““Do you two have boyfriends?” she asks us. Kelly shakes her head and I shake mine, a little embarrassed at being put on the spot. “Cool!” she continues, to my surprise. “Kendra doesn’t either. And I just broke up with someone. Or he sort of broke up with me. I think. We had a fight and it was all kinda messed up. Anyway, who cares?” She throws her arms wide, smiling so happily I can see almost every one of her big white perfect teeth. “It’s summer! You should never have a boyfriend in the summer. You get a boyfriend in the autumn, so you have someone over Christmas! And then you break up with him in the spring so you can party in the summer again!” Kelly and I stare at her, eyes wide. There’s a mad kind of logic to this, I suppose.””
