Ellie lent against the rough red brick of the alley. The small space added intimacy, a second layer of protection to their secret conversation. Ellie thought back to trumpet boy and his eel slurping friends.

"Oh god! I offered that boy sweets! Do ye think he wanted to -" She stopped. Her young voice still shocked by this new raw truth. The hypothetical was too awful to think about so she made a jabbing motion with her finger.