The Exception
Language: en
Julian Vance had always been the little tyrant of our group. He hated the color red, so no one around him was allowed to wear it. He loathed cherry tomatoes, so no one around him was allowed to eat them. But with his wealthy background and only-child status, everyone indulged him. I was no different. I obeyed his rules: no red, no cherry tomatoes. Until she appeared—the scholarship student. She wore a red dress and held a box of homegrown cherry tomatoes, trying to curry favor with Julian, hoping he’d help her father find a job. I wanted to warn her about Julian’s taboos, fearing…