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“She actually answered me!” I always answered her, but she just couldn’t hear me. None of them could. “Am I talking out loud?” I asked, confused. “You can hear me?”
“I don’t want to be me anymore.” “Why would you say that?” “Because I’m bad.”
Claire was loud and funny, and she made me feel happy. Shannon was quiet and calm and made me feel safe.
“You’re different, Lizzie Young.” “I am?” She nodded and smiled. “You’re special.” “Is that bad?” “No.” She shook her head, still smiling. “You remind me of Joe.” “Your brother?” “Yep.” She nodded again. “And that’s a very good thing.”
Gibs was always looking at her, and on the rare occasion he wasn’t, Claire was looking at him. Our mothers called it harmless puppy love, but I wasn’t so sure about that. I had a niggling feeling they would always look at each other like that.
Because her son was my sun. “I just want Hugh,” I strangled out, voice shaking almost as much as my body. “Just…just Hugh, okay?”