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354 pages, Hardcover
First published April 24, 2012
I wonder how long until I’m allowed to be happy again.
With Trip around, I was isolated from the rest of the school, but I was isolated with him for company. Now I’m just alone.
He keeps sharpening the stick, watching the fire, and me, and sharpening the stick with his pocketknife. We’re alone. Everyone else has coupled up, left the party, or passed out in Randal’s parents’ camper. I’m waiting for an invitation to join him on the other side of the fire, but his expression tells me I’m in trouble. I know why.
“James is a jerk when he’s drunk,” I finally say. I never know when it’s better to speak up and try to defend myself or when I should keep my mouth shut.
I lean over to take off my shoes. A piece of hair falls forward and sticks to my check. Blake reaches to brush it back.
Instinctively, I flinch away.
“I’m sorry.” He takes a step backward and worry fills his eyes.
“It’s okay.” I duck my head, finish taking off my shoes, and walk out of the cave without looking at him. He doesn’t try to touch me again.
“All this time, I've wondered what happened that night, how I got hurt, how Trip ended up going over the edge. Now every heartbeat pulses one question.
What did I do?”