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all beneath him.”
    Tori sighs again, very wearily, and says, “It’s so late, George. Go to sleep and maybe it will all make sense in the morning.”
    But it doesn’t, and after school on Tuesday Tori decides to take matters into her own hands.
    She and Trey and I are hanging out on our porch after school, and we’re talking about what we might do later, if Tori will go to Trey’s game tomorrow, and whether Trey should stay for dinner or not, depending on what Mom is making. As they debate this, I notice Tori looking at me very carefully, as if she were deciding something. When she notices me looking at her, she smiles and loops her arm through Trey’s.
    “You know that Michael came over a couple months ago and asked George out, right?” she says to him, but her eyes are on me in case I suddenly implode at this breach of the Implicit Sisterly Nondisclosure Clause.
    Trey nods and laughs. “Yeah, Michael admitted that to me a while ago. I got the impression he wasn’t too smooth about it.”
    “Well,” Tori admits, “he did say some awful things about Cassie.”
    Trey laughs sadly and looks up at me with his light guileless eyes as he pokes at a rhododendron blossom with a dried piece of clipped grass. He says, “Do you remember when I told you, Georgia, that Michael means well but is socially retarded? Well, that was classic Michael Endicott that day.”
    “Right?” Tori laughs hopefully, looking at me and then back at Trey. “So, naturally, when it happened, Georgia was insulted and angry and blew him off. And then Michael sent her an IM on Facebook that basically told her he was an idiot to like her in the first place.”
    “He said that?” Trey asks me, open-mouthed.
    I let out my breath enough to say, “Not exactly.”
    “Well, okay...?” Trey’s squint reveals that he is not really sure where any of this is going or what we might want him to do.
    “The thing is, Georgia’s gotten to know him a bit more since then,” Tori continues. “Like, she knows why he got kicked out of Pemberley—”
    “Yeah?” Trey’s sandy eyebrows are up in his hair now. “Michael keeps a pretty tight lid on that. He’s as private a person as you are, Georgia. He must trust you a lot.”
    “I found out sort of by accident,” I admit. “The guy he helped back at Pemberley is a friend of Shondra. He asked me to help him find Michael, to thank him.”
    “So she knows him better now,” Tori says, smiling at me, “and she likes him now, I think.”
    I nod clumsily.
    Trey beams and says, “Well, that’s great! Let me call him!”
    “Georgia thinks he’s with Darien now,” Tori says before I can jump on Trey and wrestle the iPhone from him. “Is he?”
    “I don’t know.” Trey shrugs as if this has no bearing on anything whatsoever. “I haven’t talked to him in a while. He’s got track team stuff and I have baseball...” Trey frowns now, shrugs cartoonishly, palms up, and asks, “So do you want me to say something to him or not?”
    “No!” I yelp, and Tori grabs my elbow before I can run away.
    “For what it’s worth, I can’t see Michael with Darien,” Trey laughs. “But if you want me to casually say something to him...”
    “No,” I say, more quietly this time, but firmly. “No, thank you.” I sigh bravely. “We just got the timing all wrong, I guess. Or he decided that I am no better than my ditzy slutty sister, Cassie, after all, so he’s going with someone who’s more his type.”
    Trey gives me a funny look for a moment.
    “Michael doesn’t think Cassie is some stupid skank, you know. If he did, he never would have gotten Jeremy to give him those files. I mean, he hates Jeremy! He wouldn’t go to Jeremy’s house for Cassie if he really thought she was just some slut.”
    Because it was said so casually, it takes a second for this information to sink in. When it does, I demand, “What do you mean? What files?”
    Trey looks really nervous now and sighs.
    “Okay. I’m not