"How old are you?" she asked, her mind trying to fill in the holes. She knew he should be a good year older than her, but it was November to him and April to her...
"Ok, ok," she said, holding her hands up in defeat. If he was this passionate about not talking about it, she would let it slide...for now. But she was beyond curious to know what it was that he was so sure about, that he couldn't tell her. She thought they told each other everything.