[color=7ea7d8]“It’s fine.”[/color] J.R. gets back to ‘reading’. When it’s clear the boy is not going to let her, J.R. sighs softly and closes the book. She grins. [color= 7ea7d8]“Of a sort. What about you?”[/color] She toys with the embossed letters on the old cover, reading ‘Full Unabridged Works of Mark Twain’.

Ivy frowns. [color=a2d39c]“No clue. That’s why I asked. Still didn’t get an answer.” She glances at the boy. “He seems to be sensitive to sunlight. I wonder if that’s his quirk. What’s yours?”[/color]