“I do have to ask if everything’s alright, though,” Angela said. “It’s my sisterly duty.”
“I’m fine,” Frederica said, nodding. “I was just having an off day, but now I think I’m starting to feel more like myself again.”
“That’s what I like to hear,” Angela said with a smile.
Frederica looked down at the note on the table and took a deep breath.
“Can I ask you a personal question?”
“When did you know you were in love with Genesis?”
“I’m not really sure, to be honest,” Angela said. “It was sort of a gradual realization, and it took me quite a while to actually admit it to myself. I think everyone else figured out how I felt before I did. Why do you ask?”
“No reason, really,” Frederica said. “I’m just… thinking aloud.”
Angela flashed Frederica a knowing smile.
“Okay, I won’t pry.”
“Thank you,” Frederica said. “Anyway, I should get to school. Can you thank Genesis for me, too? I had a lot of fun last night.”
“Of course,” Angela said, “and don’t be a stranger.”
“I won’t,” Frederica said, and hugged her big sister and headed out the door.
Flying was so much different with Ronnie’s powers. Faster, lighter, freer. Where once she had to fight against the wind and the air resistance, she now cut through it like a speeding bullet. She felt like she could fly right off the planet if she tried.
If she’d had this power a couple days ago, Griffith might not have gotten hurt. She cursed the timing.
They continued to dance awkwardly around each other for the next few days, trading sporadic, noncommittal messages. Things like “We should get dinner sometime,” and “Yeah, that would be cool.” She didn’t bother asking him how he was feeling; she knew that would only make him pull away more.