The comment hadn’t been meant as a way to bother Maddie, but even April could pick up on body language signs well enough to realize that the other girl hadn’t appreciated being told that technically she had been alone. “I spent months alone, so I actually prefer being around people,” There were days when she still had what could maybe be classified as nightmares about ending up alone again. “But if you like being alone, I guess I can’t really fault you that.”
A joke, right. April found that sometimes she truly only understood Luke’s humor or Rae’s. Maybe she needed to work on that. “Oh, sorry, sometimes I take make things way to literal.” A lot of the time actually. But she didn’t think Maddie needed to know that. April was realizing that if her hope had been to make a better impression on DJ’s sister that probably wasn’t going all to well at the current moment.
“I guess to each their own,” April wasn’t in the business of trying to get someone to believe they liked something, when they so clearly didn’t. “He writes a lot of poetry, or at least there was a lot of poetry in the notebooks he’s let me read.” Or the one’s she had kind of guilt tripped him into letting her read, what with her injury and everything.
Shrugging as best she could while still standing on crutches, April took a moment to respond to Maddie’s question. After all she had been looking for DJ, but a chance to talk to his sister couldn’t really be passed up either. “I did,” she began. “But I can still do that after playing a round of darts or something.”