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Just wait until I got my hands on the backyard! Then
maybe I'd even paint the house。 I could do it。 I could。
Chet the story; and when Mom brought us out sandwiches at
lunchtime; we sat on the porch and ate without saying
a word。 Then he broke the silence by nodding across the street and saying; “I don't know
why he doesn't just e out and say hello。”
“Who?” I asked; then looked across the street to where he'd nodded。 The curtain in Bryce's
room moved quickly back into place; and I couldn't
help asking; “Bryce?”
“That's the third time I've seen him watching。”
“Really?” My heart was fluttering about like a baby bird trying to fly。
He frowned and said; “Let's finish up and get that seed sown; shall we? You'll want the
warmth of the day to help with the germination。”
I was happy to finally be planting the yard; but I couldn't help being distracted by Bryce's
window。 Was he watching? During the rest of the
afternoon; I checked more often than I'd like to admit。 And I'm afraid Chet noticed; too;
because when we were all done and we'd congratulated
each other on what was sure to be a fine…looking yard; he said; “He may be acting like a
coward now; but I do hold out hope for the boy。”
A coward? What on earth could I say to that? I just stood there with the hose in one hand
and the spigot valve beneath the other。
And with that; Chet wav