What are the stars telling you?" I asked.Max pushed up on his elbows and pretended to strain his ear toward the sky. "They say...They say...you're allowed to forgive yourself."I rolled sideways...and he did the same."For what?" I asked."Living.""I'm not very good at that," I admitted."Well, you kissed someone without flinching. Maybe you're getting better.""Maybe it's just you."He didn't argue.
He's opening a door, but he already knows I won't walk through. The power of Bodee is in the way he reads me, sees through me, and then understands the truth behind the facade. He's the guy who can walk straight through the House of Mirrors on the first try. It's almost annoying. No one should ride tragedy like a pro surfer while I drown.