The strike was swift and sure, straight to Caro’s heart. I watched her accept the truth of what I’d said in slow motion, time stretching out unbearably, though in reality it must have been seconds: First the shock, her eyes widening, giving way to understanding, an intake of breath. And then the betrayal, the anger, her face hardening. I stood there and watched it unfold, the small tick of time that undid nearly two decades of friendship.
“You andCoop?” Mint’s jaw dropped, crimson flooding his face.
Caro turned to Coop. “Is it true? In college, you and Jess?”
Coop nodded, jaw tight.
The room was so quiet you could hear the music of the parade, the steady beat of drums, right below us.
Courtney broke the silence with a bubble of laughter. “You havegotto be kidding me. You were dating Mintandcheating with Coop? And you never told Caro, your best friend? Iknewthat East House Seven loyal-friends-forever thing was a crock of shit.”
Tears welled in Caro’s eyes, which were still locked on Coop. “You never told me because it wasn’t over, was it? It wasn’t something in the past. Otherwise you wouldn’t have cared if I knew.”
Caro, too perceptive, too late.
But I knew Coop would deny it. I wanted the floor to swallow me before he did, so I’d never have to hear him say I was in the past, only a college crush, and she was his future.
“Caro, please,” Coop said, but then Frankie moved, lunging forward to throw his arm over Mint’s chest, seeing something in him the rest of us hadn’t been paying attention to.
Mint yanked away from Frankie and took two giant steps toward me. I moved back out of instinct, the chill breeze on my back telling me I was getting too close to the shattered window.
“It wasn’t enough, was it?” His face had lost any pretense of control. It was past red, now purple with fury. I’d never seen anything like it, not on Mint, not even on my father in his lowest lows.
“It wasn’t enough to fuck the professor, go to dinner with him out in public? You had to screw one of my best friends, too?”
“Mint,” Frankie said, giving me an unsure look.
“You were a whore”—Mint laughed—“the entire time. Do you know how bad you humiliated me with Garvey? Do you even get what I went through? And that was just the tip of the iceberg, wasn’t it? How long were you fucking Coop? And who else? Who else was laughing at me behind my back?”
“Don’t call her a whore,” Caro said, her best friend auto-programming kicking in despite herself.
Mint was standing close. The short distance between us wasn’t inert but alive, threatening, a warning.A warning, a warning.A clue.
“How did you know I went to dinner with Garvey?” My voice was taut with dread. “Are you saying you knew about him in college?”
Mint took another step toward me, shoving a couch aside, his blue eyes no longer cold but blazing with anger. My pounding heart screamed,Move, get away from him. But it was Mint.
“Of course I knew. That’s how it works when your fucking wife cheats on you—everyone finds out.”
“Wife? You mean yourgirlfriend, Mint,” Frankie said. “And calm down.”
“Yeah, Mint, take a step back,” Coop said. “You have the right to be mad at us, but you’re pushing it.”
“No.” Mint only had eyes for me, and I couldn’t look away, trapped between the cold, open sky at my back and the man who wanted to burn me, the man who was inching closer. “You were going to ruin my life, and you didn’t care. You want to know what happened? Garvey’s TA told me you fucked him, but he didn’t just tellme—he spread it to everyone. All the brothers were laughing at me. Just like people did to my father. You made meweak.”
“Mint,” Courtney said, horror dawning on her face, “I don’t get what you’re talking about. You’re not making any sense.”
His father.Mint’s confession from freshman year came back to me, the first time he’d ever opened up:
Tell me something shameful.
He was so weak. He didn’t even fight it. He let her walk all over him.
I hate him. Everyone at home talked behind my back… It’s all his fault…
“I didn’t mean to make you feel like your father,” I said, taking another step back, feeling glass crunch under my feet.
“Mint, back down,” Coop said, trying to step between us.
