I sat in the chair opposite him and waited. “Tell me about your friend Juli Baker.”
“Juli? She’s not exactly my friend…!” “Why is that?” he asked. Calmly. Like he had prior knowledge.
I started to justify it, then stopped myself and asked, “Why do you want to know?”
He opened the paper and pressed down the crease, and that’s when I realized that Juli Baker had made the front page of the Mayfield Times.
There was a huge picture of her in the tree, surrounded by a fire brigade and policemen, and then some smaller photos I couldn’t make out very well.
“Can I see that?” He folded it up but didn’t hand it over.
“Why isn’t she your friend, Bryce?” “Because she’s… ” I shook my head and said, “You’d have to know Juli.”
“I’d like to.” “What? Why?” “Because the girl’s got an iron backbone. Why don’t you invite her over sometime?”
An iron backbone? Granddad, you don’t understand! That girl is a royal pain. She’s a show-off, she’s a know-it-all, and she is pushy beyond belief!
Is that so.” “Yes! That’s absolutely so! And she’s been stalking me since the second grade!
He frowned, then looked out the window and asked, “They’ve lived there that long?”
“I think they were all born there!” He frowned some more before he looked back at me and said,
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