Partly, of course, it made him furious that anyone as dumb as Brenda would think she could make fun of Leslie.
Lord, it hurt his guts to realize that it was Brenda who was his blood sister,
and that really, from anyone else's point of view, he and Leslie were not related at all.
Maybe, he thought, I was a foundling, like in the stories.
Way back when the creek had water in it, I came floating down it in a wicker basket waterproofed with pitch.
My dad found me and brought me here because he'd always wanted a son and just had stupid daughters.
My real parents and brothers and sisters live far awayfarther away than West Virginia or even Ohio.
Somewhere I have a family who have rooms filled with nothing but books and who still grieve for their baby who was stolen.
He shook himself back to the source of his anger. He was angry, too, because it would soon be Christmas and he had nothing to give Leslie.
It was not that she would expect something expensive;
it was that he needed to give her something as much as he needed to eat when he was hungry.
He thought about making her a book of his drawings. He even stole paper and crayons from school to do it with.
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