“Are you ever not studying?” she asked, not that she minded so much, but she’d never quite gotten the appeal of it all. Learning was great, but she’d always preferred doing.
She knew she should probably tell the truth, that the book had been given to her by someone she had recently met, but the differences in what it said and what Robbie had been teaching her was starting to make her feel panicked. “You sound like Connor when you say that,” she teased lightly.
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