C28 Who is Anne Gracie?

The ride back to Maya's house was uncomfortably quiet as they both stuck to staring out of their window unsure of what to say to the other and overwhelmed by the unexpected events of the night.

Maya turned, watching him. The breeze ruffled his hair.

She chuckled as he frowns, closing the window angrily.

"You are such a girl" She whispered, amused that he was touchy about his hair