Trying to make amends

Pop kept on glancing at me as she drove. I can tell she wanted to ask more, but she kept her mouth shut.

The moment she parked the car, I exited the car and headed into the building.

"Where is Pop? I thought she went with you?"

"Thor is Sly."

"What?" Her eyes widened.

"You don't have to act surprised. I already know you know. Sly told me everything."

"Listen, Lee. It was—"

"You don't have to explain anything, I understand."

I tried to walk past her, but she stopped me.

"You don't have to blame Sly. He's not the one at fault. I know he must have told you he was the one who got the idea. But that's not true. I was the one who brought the idea."

"Why are you telling me this now? Why didn't you tell me earlier before I discovered this?"

"I want you to know Sly wasn't willing to do what I suggested. For months, he kept on rejecting the idea, until he gave in.