“Adam's a Junior and she's a Senior,” I explained. “She wouldn't date him if her life depended on it. And to her, her social life does. So it's you Blake, or Huck. Guess who out of three she'd pick?”
Butwhen a storyis capably carried on small shoulders—a HuckFinn, say, or a ScoutFinch—the result can be a fine mix of guilelessness and something wistful.