“Yeah, I know a little bit about them. Everybody’s got friends,” he said, not believing her for a minute. “Well, I guess, not anymore you don’t. Not after running away from ‘em all. But who needs ‘em, right?” He cleared his throat. “I’m Henry.”
“Why?” She looked down, remembering that most people made fun of her when she stuttered. Which was all the time. “I- I’m Rowan. Why d-did you run away if you had f-friends?”











