After dinner, as Raymond’s mom was tidying up the table, she said to Raymond, “Raymond, fireworks are no longer allowed in the city. Didn’t you buy a bunch of them the other day, saying you wanted to set them off for Savvy? Take your dad’s car and drive Savvy out to enjoy them.”

I glanced at Raymond, noticing that he looked slightly uneasy, with the tips of his ears faintly flushed.

My heart leaped with excitement.

Why was Raymond blushing? ...