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Tots,” said Mariel.
    Kennin winced slightly. That wasn’t his favorite meal. “Guess they’ll have to do.”
    â€œAnd?” Mariel said.
    â€œThat’s it.”
    â€œTater Tots for lunch? Now that sounds like a healthy, well-balanced meal,” Mariel said.
    Kennin just shrugged.
    â€œYou’re looking a little thin since the crash,” Mariel said, putting her hands on her hips. “Why don’t I treat you to something?”
    Kennin was hungry, and he could rarely afford to treathimself to a full lunch. Mariel smiled knowingly. “Okay, go sit. I know what to do.”
    Kennin sat down at an empty table and propped the crutches beside him. Over at the gearhead table, Tito glanced at him, then looked away. A few minutes later Mariel arrived carrying a tray with a chicken burrito, a baked potato, green peas, a salad, and peach slices.
    Kennin thanked her. The food sitting inches from his face proved irresistible. Until that moment he hadn’t realized how hungry he was. Or maybe he’d just gotten used to being hungry. Anyway, once he started to eat, it seemed like nothing could stop him.
    â€œSomehow I don’t think Tater Tots would have done the job,” Mariel said with a smile when Kennin had finished.
    â€œThat was great,” Kennin said, dabbing his lips with a paper napkin. “Thanks.”
    â€œGuess the hospital food wasn’t gourmet?” Mariel asked.
    â€œIt wasn’t bad,” Kennin said.
    Mariel scowled. “You mean, compared to what you usually eat?”
    Kennin shrugged.
    â€œI hear you live alone,” Mariel said.
    â€œWith my sister,” said Kennin.
    â€œDoes she go to school?”
    Kennin shook his head.
    â€œShe works?”
    â€œIn entertainment,” Kennin said.
    â€œWhere’re your parents?” Mariel asked.
    Kennin made a gesture with his hands. He didn’t want to appear impolite, but he didn’t enjoy being interrogated.
    â€œI’ve also heard you’re kind of private,” Mariel said. Her eyes were lively and bright and she had an engaging way of chatting. The top three buttons of the white blouse were open, and Kennin had to fight to keep his eyes from wandering when she leaned forward.
    â€œWho are you hearing all this from?” Kennin asked.
    â€œVarious people.”
    â€œI didn’t think I was such a topic of conversation.”
    Mariel raised a doubtful eyebrow. “You sure? Or is the mysteriousness just a way of keeping people interested?”
    â€œThere’s a difference between being mysterious and not wanting to talk about certain things,” Kennin said. “Everyone has things they don’t like to talk about.”
    â€œOkay, what
do
you like to talk about?” Mariel asked.
    â€œCars.”
    â€œEven after that crash?” Mariel asked.
    Kennin shrugged. “Stuff happens.”
    â€œHave you heard about the new drifting team the Babylon might start?” Mariel asked.
    â€œI know there’s been some talk,” Kennin said.
    â€œA bunch of guys are going to try out.”
    â€œIncluding Chris?” Kennin asked.
    â€œOf course,” said Mariel.
    â€œYou must be happy for him,” Kennin said.
    Mariel rolled her eyes. “If Chris Craven ever wants to have a steady girlfriend, he’s going to have to figure out that women require more attention than cars.”
    â€œYou can’t just fill the tank and expect them to go anywhere you want?” Kennin joked.
    Mariel smiled back. “I have a feeling you know better than that. And I bet you also know that when it comes to women, unlike cars, you don’t have to ask the owner’s permission before you take one for a spin.”
    â€œI’ll keep it in mind,” Kennin said.
    â€œSo what about you?” Mariel asked. “I mean, in terms of the Babylon drift team?”
    â€œHard to say.” Kennin rapped his knuckles against the