I was too busy scanning the crowd for Jumbo Jenny, sweating my pits off.
Mrs. McClure calls into the microphone, “Do I hear ten?” and it took me a minute to tune in to the fact that no one said “Ten!”
No one said anything. “Come on, out there! The lunch is delicious. Strawberry tarts, um… ”
And Mrs. McClure goes back to reading off the three-by-five about Jon Trulock’s lunch.
Talk about embarrassing! This was worse than being a mama’s boy. Worse than lunch with Jumbo Jenny!
How’d he get voted basket boy if nobody wanted to have lunch with him?
Then off to the right of the crowd I hear, “Ten!” “Ten? Did I hear ten?” Mrs. McClure says with a fluttery smile.
“Twelve!” came a different voice from the same area.
The first voice came back with “Fifteen!” and all of a sudden I recognized whose voice it was. Juli Baker’s.
I searched through the crowd and found her, hand waving in the air, that look all over her face.
“Sixteen!” came the other voice. There was a pause, but then Juli shoots back with “Eighteen!”
“Eighteen!” cries Mrs. McClure, who looks like she’s about to collapse from relief.
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