I Am Her Revenge by Meredith Moore

Author:Meredith Moore
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Young Readers Group
Published: 2015-03-17T16:00:00+00:00

After the last class a few days later, I finally find Arthur, and the knot in my chest that I’ve been trying so hard to ignore for the past three weeks loosens. He’s trimming the tall hedges at the front gate of the school, and I hurry over to him, looking back over my shoulder to make sure no one’s watching me. There are a few students wandering about in the rare sunshine beaming down on us, so I’ll have to be discreet.

“I have to talk to you,” I hiss at him.

He looks up, surprised, holding his shears in the air as he watches me rush past him. I don’t stop until I’ve reached his shed, and he’s right behind me to let me inside. He brushes against me as he pushes his key into the lock, and instead of moving, I look up at him. I reach just to his shoulder, so when I look up at his face, I see the cut of his jawbone and the smooth planes of his cheeks. It makes my breath catch in my chest.

He opens the door and gestures me inside.

“What’s going on?” he asks, his expression now impassive as he crosses his arms and looks at me.

“Where have you been?” I ask, crossing my own arms. I want to put as much distance between us as possible, but the minuscule shed, all of it cluttered with books and papers, makes it difficult. My arms almost touch his, even though I have my back pressed against the wall. “Your father was here.”

“I know,” he says with a sigh. “I saw him creeping around the edges of the school, so I got off campus as quickly as I could and told the administration that I had a death in the family so I could stay away until I was sure he was gone. I had an errand to run in London anyway.”

“What errand?” I ask.

“Nothing you need to worry about.” There’s something he’s not telling me, but I don’t press. “What was he doing here?” he asks.

“What do you think? He was spying on me.”

“Did you talk to him? Did he mention me?” He’s watching me intently, and I notice the dark circles under his eyes, like he hasn’t slept at all the past three weeks. He must have been so terrified to see his father wandering around the school, so close to this new life he created for himself.

I surprise both of us when I reach out and touch his arm. I’m trying to calm him, but it only startles him, and he jumps back from my touch, nearly crashing into the wall. I pull my hand back, and a strange feeling courses through me. Embarrassment, I realize, as I feel my cheeks begin to flush. Why on earth had I thought to touch him? That’s never been my reaction before.

I cross my arms again and try to regain some semblance of composure. “I talked to him, but he said nothing about you.

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