Red floods Jordie's face, anger and shame and frustration and humiliation all blended together, and she twists her head aside and down.

Just a kid, that's what he thinks. Irresponsible. Wrapped up in self-righteousness. Nothing but a disappointment. Or an embarrassment --

He kissed me back, that last time. He did --

So what? You knew that was goodbye. Nothing's changed.

The tears are back, but this time she turns her back before he can see them fall.