“No!” “No?” “I mean… I can handle this. I’ve got to handle it.”
She shook her head. “Oh, girl. I’m hurting for you here.”
I looked back at the stage. The auction was happening so fast! They’d be at Bryce in no time.
As the bidding continued, the battle in my head got louder and fiercer. What was I going to do?
Then suddenly the gym fell quiet. You could have heard a pin drop.
And standing next to Mrs. McClure looking completely mortified was Jon Trulock.
Mrs. McClure was scouring the crowd with her eyes, looking very uncomfortable, too.
“What happened?” I whispered to Darla. “No one’s bidding,” she whispered back.
“Do I hear ten?” called Mrs. McClure. “Come on, out there! This lunch is delicious.
Strawberry tarts, roast beef and Muenster cheese sandwiches… ”
“Oh, no!” I whispered to Darla. “I can’t believe I did this to him!”
“You? What did you do?” “I voted for him!” “Well, you couldn’t have been the only one….”
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