For once, I can't think of a snappy comeback, choosing instead to concentrate on my lunch. Amy leans back in her chair. "I don't know anyone who died. My second-grade teacher's husband got killed in a car accident, but I never met him." "I didn't really know Susan either," I say. I don't tell her that last night in bed, I imagined drowning with Susan. The thought kept me awake until Bodi made his dreaming noises and stopped me from doing any more thinking. I give Amy the rest of my sandwich and start making another. Just ten, Matt bursts into the kitchen. "They're delivering bricks for our new patio" he says. "There's a huge
And then the page ends right there. Here's so I don't get copyright issues:
Except from Book Title: My life as a book
Author of excerpt: Jake Tashjian
Page Number: 69
Publishing Company: Scholastic
Also, this is a really old book, from when I was like 10.