“Two lanky boys were joking with her. One of them had red hair and about a million freckles. The other had hair as yellow as a dandelion. Amber was practically slobbering over them. Lynn leaned over me. “I know where Bera-Bera is,” she said. “He’s safe in the closet.” I didn’t like how Lynn still thought of me as a little kid. I sat up. “I’m okay.” Lynn knelt beside me. “You don’t have to say that, you know. There’s nothing wrong with loving a stuffed animal.” “I’m fine.” But Lynn lo...oked really worried. Even though she was friends with Amber, she still worried about me all the time. But lately, she worried about me the way I worried about Sam, the way you might worry about a baby or young child. I stood up. “I’m fine.” One of the boys glanced at Uncle and said, “That was really something, sir.” He turned to Amber. “Can you shoot an arrow, Amber?” He was just making conversation, even I could see that.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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