A month ago if I’d read this article, I would have chucked it in the trash as complete garbage,
but for some reason it made sense to me now. A lot of sense.
A month ago I also wouldn’t have paid any attention to the picture of Juli, but now I found myself staring at it.
Not the one of the whole scene – that was more emergency rescue equipment than Juli. The other one, on the bottom half of the page.
Someone must’ve used a killer telephoto lens, because you can tell that she’s in the tree, but it’s mostly from the shoulders up.
She’s looking off into the distance and the wind is blowing her hair back like she’s at the helm of a ship or something, sailing into the sun.
I’d spent so many years avoiding Juli Baker that I’d never really looked at her, and now all of a sudden I couldn’t stop.
This weird feeling started taking over the pit of my stomach, and I didn’t like it. Not one bit. To tell you the truth, it scared me.
I buried the paper under my pillow and tried to remind myself of what a pain Juli Baker was.
But my mind started to wander again, and pretty soon I had that stupid paper out from under my pillow.
This was insane! What was I doing? I made myself shut out the light and go to bed.
I was slipping, man, and it was definitely time to get a grip.
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