Brenda and Ellie always managed some remark about “girl friend.”
His mother acted stiff and funny just the way she did when she had to go up to school about something.
Later she would refer to Leslie's “tacky” clothes. Leslie always wore pants, even to school. Her hair was “shorter than a boy's.”
Her parents were “hardly more than hippies.” May Belle either tried to push in with him and Leslie or sulked at being left out.
His father had seen Leslie only a few times and had nodded to show that he had noticed her,
but his mother said that she was sure he was fretting that his only son did nothing but play with girls,
and they both were worried about what would become of it.
Jess didn't concern himself with what would “become of it.” For the first time in his life he got up every morning with something to look forward to.
Leslie was more than his friend. She was his other, more exciting self—his way to Terabithia and all the worlds beyond.
Terabithia was their secret, which was a good thing, for how could Jess have ever explained it to an outsider?
Just walking down the hill toward the woods made something warm and liquid steal through his body.
The closer he came to the dry creek bed and the crab apple tree rope the more he could feel the beating of his heart.
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