“That’s Lizzie,” Claire announced then, pointing in my direction as the bus pulled off again. “She’s right over there, see?” Claire’s brother looked my way then, and I felt a sudden wave of warmth flush through my body. Not the angry warm feeling or the scary warm one that happened at nighttime. No, this was a different kind of warm. Like the warm I felt when I saw Shannon’s brother at school. Except nicer. So much nicer.
