She's clueless

Kate

Ava was every bit as clueless as I’d expected her to be. Or maybe she was pretending. Sitting across from her at the coffee shop, I could tell she had no idea what game I was playing. Her answers were simple, her stories about Kelly were things I ready knew. Yet, there were some piece  of information buried beneath her  bubbly chatter, small details that didn’t fit into the Kelly I thought I knew.

“You’re sure Kelly never mentioned me?” I pressed, stirring my cappuccino absently.

Ava blinked, her brow furrowing. “Not really. I mean, she’s private, you know? But she always said she had a complicated...