I know. You get a sticker.
Thank you.
Okay. You get another sticker for being polite.
Thanks. His lips press together and it almost looks like a smile. I forgot that Dad used to smile. I wonder if Closure will make him smile.
After a while Dad sits on the sofa and turns on Fox Five News.
You’re not quitting are you? I ask him.
No. I’m just stuck. And I want to watch the news.
I don’t like the news.
I’ll only watch a little.
Is there any other way to get unstuck?
You can go get one of those woodworking books. It has the word Mission in the title. I need to take a look at it.
Okay. I run to Devon’s room. I find the Mission book and start to leave but look back at the room. The sun is shining behind Devon’s blue shade and I go back in to put his shade up so the sun pours in and makes his room warm and bright and I can see dust particles in the beams of light that maybe are part of Devon or maybe not but they make Devon’s room look happy again.
Caitlin! Where’s that book?
Coming! I say. But first I do something important. I leave Devon’s door open.
When I come back in the living room the news lady is talking about the Virginia Dare shooter. He was obviously disturbed, she says, just like the boys involved in today’s school shooting in Maryland. Let me warn you that the video we are about to show of the event has some very disturbing content.
Dad grabs the remote and shuts off the TV.
We both sit on the sofa without moving.
I hug the Mission book but it’s not the same as my Dictionary. It doesn’t take away the recess feeling in my stomach.
I would rather be under the sofa cushion than on top of it but I’m frozen in place.
We both look at the chest in the corner.
Dad sighs.
There is no face for Disturbed on the Facial Expressions Chart so I don’t know exactly what it looks like. But I know it’s not good. It’s the kind of face that gives you a bad feeling because I thought everything would be okay now that we’re working on the chest. But it’s still not.
CHAPTER 30
FRIENDS
OKAY, I TELL MRS. BROOK, NOW it’s soon. I’m ready.
For what?
She doesn’t Get It. The whole friendship thing. It’s time now.
Oh Caitlin! Mrs. Brook claps. I’m delighted! What changed your mind?
Dad is working on the chest. It’s hard for him. He really has to Work At It. If he can do it then I guess I can too. And also… maybe it really will help me get to Closure. The chest alone does not seem to be working.
I’m so proud of you!
I know.
I think you’re really going to like this.
I shake my head. I don’t think I’m going to like it at all. I think it’s going to hurt. But after the hurt I think maybe something good and strong and beautiful will come out of it. Just like Dad said about the chest.
Mrs. Brook smiles so wide she has two rows of dimples. Her cheeks puff up and her eyes squish and water comes out of them and her face looks a little bit like a sponge.
At reading buddies time I manage not to scare my buddy. I keep my voice down. And I smile. Sometimes. I think it’s a good start.
I do the special wave to Michael across the room. I think he grins even more than when Josh high-fives him which makes me feel very happy about how good I am at friendship.
In the cafeteria I sit down next to Laura who is very pretty and very popular. I think she should be my friend.
What are you doing? Laura asks.
Sitting next to you.
Why?
Because I want you to be my friend.
Laura looks at the people around her. They are all giggling and holding their trays but not sitting down. These are the girls who usually sit at Laura’s table.
You can sit down, I tell them.
They look at each other and laugh or roll their eyes.
You’re sitting where Anna sits, Laura says.
Oh, I say. It’s nice of her to tell me because I honestly don’t remember where every one of them sits. I take a bite of my cheese sandwich.
So move, Laura says. Her eyes are getting squishy and narrow.
I Look At The Person. Where do you want me to sit?
At a different table.
I take my tray and go to the table where I normally sit. Okay. That did not work. I can try someone else. But first I eat my sandwich because I’m hungry.
When I finish both halves I notice Mia at the next table. She is not as pretty and not as popular as Laura but she could still be a good friend.
I go over to her and say, Hi.
Then I go back to my table and drink my juice box.
When I’m done I go say, How are you? to Mia because that’s being polite.
O-kaaay, she says slowly.
I go back and sit down. Then I realize maybe she’s not okay because her okay sounded kind of weird.
I go back to her. Hi.
She stares at me. So do Emma and some other girls who are with her. What do you want? Mia asks.
I want you to be my friend.
Like for today?
No. Forever.
I–I don’t really know you.
That’s okay. I can tell you what you need to know.
Um… I really just want to be alone. Mia starts giggling.
Emma frowns at her. Mi-a! she says in Dad’s warning voice.
I can still Work At being a friend though because all through lunch people keep coming up to Mia and bothering her. Every single time I go and tell those people, Leave Mia alone. She wants to be alone today.
Mia gets mad every time I have to say it. It doesn’t make me mad though. I don’t mind. I’m a good helper. And a good friend.
Finally Mia yells at me except I’m so surprised she’s yelling at me that I don’t even know what she says.
Emma comes into my Personal Space. Caitlin. Um. Listen. You’re really annoying Mia. You have to stop telling people to leave her alone.
But she wants to be alone. She said so. I’m HELPING her.
Emma sighs. You don’t Get It. Mia doesn’t really want everyone to leave her alone.
Then why did she say that?
I guess she didn’t want to hurt your feelings.
Why would that hurt my feelings?
Emma sighs again. She wants YOU to leave her alone. Only you.
Why?
Emma looks at the floor. Well… because… she thinks you’re… different.
I think Emma is the one who doesn’t Get It.
When we’re in music Rachel throws up so Emma takes her to the school nurse. The teacher is busy trying to get someone to clean up the puke and everyone is saying, Ew! P-U! so I go over to Mia and ask her, Why do you want me to leave you alone?