Slowly a smile spread across his face.You did?” “I was, like, possessed. I couldn’t stop myself!
But she pulled away and…I looked out the window at the Bakers’ house. “And now she won’t talk to me!”
Very quietly my grandfather said, “Maybe she thinks this is all a little sudden?”
“But it’s not!” “It’s not?” “No, I mean… ” I turned to him.
“It started with that stupid newspaper article. And I don’t know… I’ve been weirded out ever since.
She doesn’t look the same, she doesn’t sound the same, she doesn’t even seem like the same person to me!”
I stared out the window at the Bakers’. “She’s… she’s just different.”
My grandfather stood beside me and looked across the street, too.
“No, Bryce,” he said softly. “She’s the same as she’s always been; you’re the one who’s changed.”
He clapped his hand on my shoulder and whispered, “And, son, from here on out, you’ll never be the same again.”
Maybe my grandfather’s happy about all this, but I’m miserable. I can’t eat; I can’t watch TV; I can’t seem to do anything.
So I went to bed early, but I can’t sleep. I’ve watched her house from my window for hours now.
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