Brooks admitted he’d collected beetles as a child.
Charles asked about my work at the hospital.
Nobody complained when Luna explained the differences between several kinds of moths.
But during dessert, the room grew noisy.
Someone laughed loudly.
A fork struck a plate.
Luna’s shoulders tightened.
Sus manos comenzaron a moverse cerca de sus orejas, y ella comenzó a tararear suavemente.
I reached for her headphones.
Before I could put them on, Ainsley snapped.
“Oh, for goodness’ sake, Wes! Can you take her somewhere else? This is exactly what I was worried about!”
The entire table fell silent.
Luna stopped humming immediately.
Marian slowly turned toward my sister.
“¿Exactamente lo que te preocupaba?”
Ainsley forzó una sonrisa.
– Ya sabes, el ruido. La autista de Luna. Pensé que se sentiría más cómoda comiendo por separado”.
La expresión de Marian se volvió seria.
“¿Por su comodidad?”
