Ghost of a Shadow by Andrea Engel & Leslie Engel

Author:Andrea Engel & Leslie Engel [Engel, Andrea Engel & Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-11-28T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FORTY-ONE

One Wave at a Time

Dear Rufus,

So many surprising things are happening. I hardly know where to begin. First off, there’s you-know-where, and I know you do! Second, I might be going to a dance! I’m so excited! Actually, I AM going to a dance. I’ll have to tell you more. You remember, of course, that kid I met? Sam? Well, I saw him again today…purely by chance (wink, wink). He took me to meet his mom. She’s a little shorter than me and has red hair and green eyes. She’s friendly and kind. She sells houses for a living and loves it. She told me she’s so glad that Sam’s made a friend already, especially someone as wonderful as me.

Can you imagine? I’d love it if MY mom talked to me half as nicely. How hard would it be? She used to do it.

Anyway, she and Sam and I were in their kitchen, drinking lemonade at the table, and she told me she talked with some of the other neighborhood moms, and they were all excited about getting their daughters dresses for the autumn dance.

She said to them, “Oh, there’s a dance? My son’s school doesn’t have dances.”

She told me they said, “Well, if he finds someone from our daughters’ school to go with him, then he can go. Then she turned to me and said, “You and Sam should go together. What do you think?”

I must have turned five shades of red—and maybe even purple—because I can’t remember ever being that embarrassed…and you know that’s saying a lot.

I wanted to crawl under the table and disappear, but then Sam said, “That’s a great idea, Mom. Annie, would you like to go to the dance with me at your school?” He totally rescued me, and how awesome is that? And how incredible is it that he thinks of someone besides himself first, and this is the first time this school year that someone’s treated me that well…well, besides you, Rufus, and guess what I answered: “Yes. Yes, of course I’ll go to the dance with you.” There I go again with run-on sentences, Rufus. Ms. Argello would have my head right about now.

Anyway, he asked me, so we’re going. When it was time to head home, I let him walk me to the end of the street. He told me how pretty I am and gave me the best hug. Isn’t that sweet, Rufus? I haven’t been called pretty since you-know-who. And did I mention he smells good too? Like butterscotch and vanilla with a fresh laundry twist. Mmm!

As soon as I got home, I told Mom. I didn’t want her to ruin anything, so instead of telling her I was going with Sam, I told her a bunch of kids from my English class were meeting there. (Ha-ha, what a joke, right?) She’s taking me to get a dress on Saturday. She’s excited. She said it’s about time I went to one of the dances at school instead of staying home and hiding with my books every time.

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