Will had a feeling it would go down like this. He'd have to go to Texas for Thanksgiving.
"But Dad and Clare will be there. At least they'll be there." He told Bree he'd really hoped to be here for Thanksgiving. After all, her brother was coming home with his husband for the holiday.
Will was chilled to the bone. He'd walked all the way here in the November wind. At least Bree made hot chocolate, even if she wasn't in her rare form. She did look ghostly with mono.
"So how was Halloween?" She asked.
"Oh, I didn't send pictures, did I?" He grinned as he stretched out his T-shirt under his flannel. The marks were barely visible, now. "I thought it might make you throw up." He smirked.
"Wow." Bree only grinned. "Gabby's something."
Will only nodded.
"So who gave you, mono?" Will got to the point.
"What?" She winced so hard. It was as if he might be giving her a panic attack.
"Who is it?"
She pressed her lips tight, but he gave her the stare, that he was not giving up. She looked to the ceiling, as if there was no way he could keep a secret, nor could she lie to him.
"God, you..are the only one..who's." She stopped as if she really needed to keep her mouth shut. She looked away and found the end of her sweater to toy with, as she scrunched a face.
"I didn't mean too." She gritted.
"Oh..really." Will cracked a smile. "And Connor doesn't have a clue?"
She plopped down on the sofa.
"See, I did actually make the tryouts."
He looked at her as if he had no idea what she was talking about.
"The play." She looked at him blankly. "And I..had this little part. I mean, you have to start, somewhere. Anyway, this Senior named Todd..well, he kissed me in the Props room. Evidently, he was kissing ..everyone." She sighed. "He says it has something to do with method acting."
"Method acting." Will grinned from ear to ear. He couldn't help to laugh. "But did you enjoy it?" He wanted to know.
She didn't have to tell him. He knew already.