I stiffened as white hot pain slashed through my chest. Logically I knew he didn't know about my past, but that didn't make the joke any less painful; especially with the memories already coming at me. I didn't-couldn't-think about Trip right now or I'd become a sobbing mess. So I did what I'd gotten pretty good at...faking it. I shoved it into the overflowing 'Not Now' box in my brain. Eventually, I'd have to deal with everything, but I was hoping I could push it off a little longer, like forever.