Crenshaw

by Katherine Applegate

If you like facts the way I do, try lying sometime. It’ll surprise you how hard it is to do. Still and all. Even though I felt lousy, I had fixed a problem.

I couldn’t fix anything. I couldn’t control anything. It was like driving a bumper car without a steering wheel. I kept getting slammed, and I just had to sit there and hold on tight.

“just enjoy the magic while you can, okay?”

“Picture a giant teachers’ lounge. Lots of people waiting and snoozing and telling stories about exasperating, amazing children. That’s where I stay. That’s where I wait, just in case you need me.”