"Guess who came into the diner last night?" she drawls instead, and the anger is still there, simmering under the surface, still boiling up anytime she lets herself dwell on it too long.

They've been friends long enough that he was one of her lifesavers through the pregnancy and all the shit that had come along with it, getting kicked out, losing what little 'family' she thought she'd had, losing school, losing... everything, really. She knew he'd probably be able to guess from the anger in her tone that the 'someone' might be the person who'd caused all of it.