MATEO
Ever might not look convinced, but the verbal agreement is enough for Mateo at least for the time being, the boy's smile brightening as he regards his friend. It's not a smile that lasts, and it almost turns into a wince as the other boy continues, Mateo shaking his head slowly. "I mean... you can tell them the truth without actually telling them everything, right?" he asks, rubbing at the back of his head.
"Why don't you just tell them that you're coming to have a sleepover with me? I don't want them to worry, if they know we're at a haunted house. Not that I think your parents would believe in ghosts either..." Unlike his friend, the Taliesin boy already has a silver tongue, and he puts it to use without prejudice.
"Why don't you just tell them that you're coming to have a sleepover with me? I don't want them to worry, if they know we're at a haunted house. Not that I think your parents would believe in ghosts either..." Unlike his friend, the Taliesin boy already has a silver tongue, and he puts it to use without prejudice.
the earth has music for those who listen
