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A CIRCLE OF TWO
copyright © 1999, 2000,2001   Andrew V. Smith. All Rights Reserved

 
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A bird in the hand

 
Everything’s falling. At least, that’s how it seemed to
April. Without Sandy’s tutoring, her grades were falling. After the last three strike-outs, her batting average was falling too. The only thing good that was falling was Sandy’s sadness. It had fallen away today like sheets of rain at the end of a storm.
          “These books weren’t there before. They suddenly appeared on my night table . . . like magic,” Sandy said. She hoisted her book bag by one strap and tried to make herself more comfortable with the load as she walked.
          April stiffened visibly. This was the same line of talk Sandy had subjected her to at lunch, but she was able to escape when the class bell rang. Finally, she’s stopped being so depressed thought April.
          When April had seen her friend in class or the hallways Sandy had been uncharacteristically quiet. Now, she was starting to act like her old self again. She’d even given April some new stories she’d written. This was a very good sign.
          It’s too bad that she’s still writing in those odd tense changes, thought April. You know, my Aunt Melissa used to do the same thing. She’d always be telling me strange things about it too. Magic is very present, Aunt Melissa would tell me. April shook her head. Aunt 
 

 


 
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