#Chapter 59 – Please Don’t Tell

“Well,” Jackson whispers, half to himself, “I guess we don’t need to go outside anymore to try to talk to any birds.” “Not unless we want them to melt,” I say, grabbing my knife off of my dinner plate and leaning forward to prod at the glass. There’s a tiny moment of silence before Jackson bursts out laughing, but before I figure out what’s so funny, the four other boys in the room come to stand at the edge of my bed, staring down at the glassy puddle that was a marble a few seconds ago. “What the…fuck is going on here?” Ben asks, looking between the marble and me and Jackson. “What kind of weird-ass homework is this?” “Seriously,” Luca says, crossing his arms and frowning. “You guys just hold hands for an hour and then…” he shakes his head, baffled, “I mean, I don’t even have an ending to that sentence. What is going on here?” “None of your business,” Jackson says, gruff again as he starts to get up from the bed. I snap my head to him, realizing that while he’s fine with me, he i