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"
I
think
you
’
ve
made
your
opinion
on
the
subject
of
my
intellect
clear
,
too
.
"
My
eyes
narrowed
.
He
smiled
apologetically
.
"
So
,
as
long
as
I
’
m
being
.
.
.
not
smart
,
we
’
ll
try
to
be
friends
?
"
I
struggled
to
sum
up
the
confusing
exchange
.
"
That
sounds
about
right
.
"
I
looked
down
at
my
hands
wrapped
around
the
lemonade
bottle
,
not
sure
what
to
do
now
.
"
What
are
you
thinking
?
"
he
asked
curiously
.
I
looked
up
into
his
deep
gold
eyes
,
became
befuddled
,
and
,
as
usual
,
blurted
out
the
truth
.
"
I
’
m
trying
to
figure
out
what
you
are
.
"
His
jaw
tightened
,
but
he
kept
his
smile
in
place
with
some
effort
.
"
Are
you
having
any
luck
with
that
?
"
he
asked
in
an
offhand
tone
.
