Surely he was not interested in perpetual motion. I barely was myself!
So, I reasoned, continuing our discussion would drive him away.
I dove back in, and when the conversation started to peter out, I came up with my own ideas on perpetual-motion machines.
I was like a perpetual-idea machine, spinning ridiculous suggestions right out of the air.
And still he wouldn’t leave. He didn’t say anything, he just stood there, listening.
Then when Mrs. Loski announced that dinner was ready, Bryce held my arm and whispered, “Juli, I’m sorry.
I’ve never been so sorry about anything in my whole life. You’re right, I was a jerk, and I’m sorry.
I yanked my arm free from his grasp and said, “It seems to me you’ve been sorry about a whole lot of things lately!”
and left him there with his apology hanging wounded in the air.
It didn’t take me long to realize that I’d made a mistake. I should have let him say he was sorry and then simply continued to ignore him.
But I’d snapped at him in the middle of an apology, which somehow made me the rude one.
I sneaked a peek at him across the table, but he was watching his dad, who was asking my brothers about graduating and their plans for college.
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