Something Like Happy. Sasha Greene

in the fact that she was impressed with him, and panic at the thought that what he was feeling was visible. Did everyone know? Is that why no one had talked to him today?

      Jade must have caught some of his more negative thoughts, because she nudged him gently. ‘Don’t worry. I’m just good at noticing that kind of thing. I’ve had lots of practice. Now come on, let’s get you something to eat. I could hear your stomach grumbling from halfway across the room.’

      She disappeared into the changing rooms through the brown wooden door, leaving him staring after her. And one thought wound its way slowly through his tired brain, like a mole slowly carving its way through the dark soil. Who else did she know who felt like him?