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make fun of my
uncle? How dare he!
I felt fire burn in my cheeks and a cold; hard knot tighten in my heart。 And in a flash I knew—I
was through with Bryce Loski。 He could keep his
brilliant blue eyes。 He could keep his two…faced smile and… and my kiss。 That's right! He
could keep that; too。 I was never; ever going to talk to him
again!
I stormed back to the section of books on Susan B。 Anthony; found two that would work; and
then went back to my table。 But as I was collecting
my things to check out of the library; I remembered。 The next day we were going to the
Loskis' house for dinner。
I zipped up my backpack and threw it on my shoulder。 Surely after what had happened; I had
the right to vote against going!
Didn't I?
The Serious Willies
Realizing that my father had the same sense of humor as Garrett gave me the serious willies。
I had the hardest time just looking at my dad; let alone
speaking to him。 But at about five o'clock Friday afternoon I agreed with him about one thing
— we should've barbecued。 A barbecue is more; you
know; low…key。 Instead; my mom was flying around the kitchen; slicing and dicing and
barking orders at Dad and me like the president was ing
to dinner。
We swept the floor; put an extra leaf in the table; brought in five more chairs; and set the
table。 We set it all wrong; of course; but all my mo