I kept nodding, faking a smile, and then he hugged me, his strong arms pulling me into his muscular chest,
and I sogged up his polo shirt a little but then recovered enough to speak.
“I spent your Wish on that doucheface,” I said into his chest.
“Hazel Grace. No. I will grant you that you did spend my one and only Wish, but you did not spend it on him. You spent it on us.”
Behind us, I heard the plonk plonk of high heels running. I turned around.
It was Lidewij, her eyeliner running down her cheeks, duly horrified, chasing us up the sidewalk.
“Perhaps we should go to the Anne Frank Huis,” Lidewij said. “I’m not going anywhere with that monster,” Augustus said.
“He is not invited,” Lidewij said. Augustus kept holding me, protective, his hand on the side of my face.
“I don’t think —” he started, but I cut him off. “We should go.”
I still wanted answers from Van Houten. But it wasn’t all I wanted.
I only had two days left in Amsterdam with Augustus Waters. I wouldn’t let a sad old man ruin them.
Lidewij drove a clunky gray Fiat with an engine that sounded like an excited four-year-old girl.
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