Thursday our social studies class went to the library to do research for our famous historical figure report.
I’d chosen Susan B. Anthony and her fight for the right to vote,
and I was in the middle of tracking down some books when Darla Tressler flagged me from the end of a stack.
Darla was in a few of my classes, but we weren’t really friends,
so I looked behind me to see who else she might be flagging. “Come here!” she mouthed,
frantically waving me over. So I hurried over. She pointed through the column of books and whispered,
“Listen!” It was Garrett’s voice. And then Bryce’s. And they were talking about… me.
About my chickens. And salmonella poisoning. And how Bryce had been throwing away my eggs.
And about me fixing up our yard. Bryce was sounding like he felt really bad,
but then suddenly my blood ran cold. He was talking about David!
And then Garrett laughed and said, “A retard? Well, that explains a lot, doesn’t it?
You know… about Juli?” For a second, there was silence.
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