MY FRUSTRATION REACHED A boiling point. Zander had conspired with Ruthie to force me into confronting Caroline despite knowing how much I didn't want to talk to her. I felt so betrayed. Wrenching around to glare at him I found him squinting back at me, his eyes slightly unfocused. Was he trying to read my mind? We'd been practicing it a little, but now was definitely not the time to go poking around in my head. Pressing my lips together, I pictured the wall that I'd been trying to break down all week, but this time, instead of trying to disintegrate it, I imagined adding bricks. I piled them up, layer by layer and felt them slamming into place. Zander twitched, his eyes widening before turning down with disappointment. It worked! I'd blocked him out. A wave of guilt batted at me, but I brushed it away. It served him right for tricking me like this. He definitely hadn't thought it through.