Daisy was still afraid. Everything that came out of Jo’s mouth these days was a story about a boy. She already thought Daisy was prudish or weird for not being like her. If she found out Daisy didn’t like boys at all, and never would, she might decide they had nothing in common anymore.
And that was one of Daisy’s milder fears. Sometimes, she turned over worse reactions in her head. What if Jo told everyone at school, accidentally or on purpose? What if she assumed Daisy was in love with her? What if it turned out she wasn’t okay with lesbians? They’d never talked about it, after all.