For a moment neither of us spoke.
Then I looked at him.
“Why?”
He smiled softly.
“Why what?”
“Why ask me to prom?”
He laughed.
The same laugh I had heard all night.
Warm.
Genuine.
Different from everyone else’s.
Then he gave me an answer I would remember forever.
“Because every time people made fun of you, you stayed kind.”
I blinked.
“What?”
“It’s true.”
