"How are you able to keep up with all of this and be engaged to, married to, and-or expecting with William all at the same time?" Adam asked, shaking his head. "I am too old for school gossip, I think." He made a face, then rubbed his fingers through his hair."
"Just hand me one, then. It could be the start of a beautiful friendship," he said, reaching across the table for one of the cards. "Don't you think that the sorting is kind of... counterproductive? I mean, I get that it's tradition, but it's basically slotting kids into groups by what's expected of them. Then you've got all sorts of self-fulfilling prophecy where they're going to try to live up to standards. And then Patrick Stumph gets hexed and I get antlers." He really hoped that Pete could see his point with all of this.