EVIE
like love is a bad word
"The feeling of the tiles?" Evie repeated, sounding snotty. What a perfectly stupid thing to say, and yet...when she looked at any one tile, it didn't look like much. But overall it did actually look like a roof. Maybe that was what he meant?Standing, arms crossed and looking somehow both bored and also like she was about to give a lecture, Evie moved from her position to stand behind Sam, leaning over him. The siblings weren't close by any stretch of the imagination, and so there was no reassuring hand on his shoulder, no posture of comfort and familiarity.
"I mean .. you don't normally just see the lines. You see the shadows and the light. This is all like...well..the same."
