Ch. 17 There's Something About Will

I met Will
when we were both eight years old,
and he was missing his two front teeth,
and I was taller than him,
and his shoes still had Velcro,
and I still wore my hair in pigtails.

He had just moved into the house next door.
I had watched the movers earlier that day
carry in furniture and boxes,
and watched the little boy in the driveway
playing with his toy cars.

Johnny had gone up
and talked to him immediately,
with that that Johnny charm,
and began playing with those toy cars too.

But I
was too scared,
and nervous,
and shy
to go too.

The first time we met,
he was sitting outside
with a tiny,
blue,
plastic telescope.

He held out his hand
for me to shake,
like the politest eight year old ever.
But I just stared at his hand
and didn't take it.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"I'm waiting."

"Why?"

"Because I want to see the stars."

"Why?"

"Because I like them."

"Why?"

"You ask too many questions."

It was a brand new experience for me.
No one had ever told me
I was talking
too much.

But
there's something about Will
that makes everything
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Author's Note

The last few chapters have been a nice little break from the more sad parts of my book. They are more for learning a little bit more about some of the main characters who are Riley, Will (her best friend), Charlotte (her other best friend who just died), and Johnny (her twin brother). I hope you like what I have written so far. If you have or haven't, please tell me in the review box below! Thanks for reading!
--theladygraceling