got kicked out today because everyoneâs got meetings about the murder. Do you believe that?â
Believe what? he wonders. That a girl got murdered? That there were meetings as a result? âYeah,â Morgan says. âI believe it.â
Chris takes a sip from a juice box. He is eating food no one else would pack in a lunch: sweet potatoes, pineapple chunks, a box of raisins. âIâm extremely allergic,â he says when Morgan watches him spear a sweet potato. âOne piece of bread and Iâm covered in hives. Once I tried pizza, and you want to know what happened?â
Morgan stares at him. âWhat?â
âHospital,â Chris says. âFor three days. Oxygen tent and everything. It was okay, though. I donât mind being in the hospital. At least then you donât have to go to school. If things get bad enough, I might do it again.â
Chris is older than Morgan. He has been through a year of middle school already, which makes Morgan wonder what he might mean. âHow bad does it get?â
âBelieve me, you donât want to know. Wait until winter, when it gets really ugly. Youâll be thinking an oxygen tent is nothing. Murder would be a relief.â
Morgan stares at Chris.
âHa!â Chris says, so nervously Morgan wonders if he should put Chris on his list. âJust kidding.â
In group, Chris has told stories about a summer camp he went to where, according to him, he was extremely popular and everyone loved him for who he was. âFor two weeks I was voted Bunk Camper Overseer,â he told them. âWhich meansâyou knowâI oversaw things. Then at the end I won for Most Improved Athlete of the Summer.â At first, no one believed him because Chris is so thin he canât wear watches or keep most socks pulled up his legs. When Sean asked, â You won best athlete?â Chris closed his eyes and shook his head. âMost improved. In the beginning I couldnât kick a ball. By the end I made a soccer goal. At final campfire I got a standing ovation.â Anytime Chris mentions the summer camp, Morgan wants to come right out and ask him for the name. He tries to imagine standing up in the dusky light of a campfire, accepting an award to the music of a hundred people clapping for him.
Morgan decides to take a risk, tell Chris what is on his mind. âI keep thinking about that guy. Who saw the whole thing.â
âWhat about him?â
âI just keep thinkingâI donât know. I donât know what Iâm thinking.â Talking to someone his own age is confusing; Morganâs mind jumbles into a blur of words that wonât organize themselves. âThat he almost died, for one thing.â
âWell, sure,â Chris says. âBut see, I donât like to think about those things. I donât like to think about almost dying.â
Down the table, a trio of older boys blow straw wrappers in their direction. They watch as the paper tubes float and dance toward them. âYeah, all right. Very funny. Ha ha,â Chris says. âIâm putting them on my list.â He seems to be talking to the wrappers.
âWhat list?â Morgan asks.
âMy list, all right? My list of people who are going to get in trouble for harassment very soon. Weâre trying to eat lunch here, right? This is what I canât stand.â
âItâs just straw wrappers.â
âYeah, to you maybe. You donât see half of it. You donât see whatâs really going on.â
Maybe Chris is right, Morgan thinks, but when he looks up the table, the boys have walked away.
That afternoon, class schedules are changed to accommodate an all-school assembly about safety with strangers, led by a woman no one has ever seen before. She starts the meeting by standing onstage, a microphone in her hand, and saying nothing for so long that people grow nervous, turn around in their seats looking
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