“Another sliver of smile. “But the thing is, none of those kids knew what was going on at home. What Audrey was dealing with. Just like I didn’t know what they were dealing with. Most people aren’t mean for no reason, you know? Stuff’s going on with them too.” “Alice,” he says, softly chiding. “Some people are just assholes.” “I know,” I say. “Some. Not most.” This time, his amusement takes the form of a quiet huff. “What?” I say. “I just…” I can see the wheels turning as he considers his next words. “You might be the least cynical person I’ve ever met. I’m not sure I’ve ever known anyone like you.” I narrow my eyes. “You mean I’m naive.” “No, Alice,” he replies. “If that’s what I meant, then that’s what I would’ve said.”