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I found it painful to
speak。 “Have you… always thrown them away？”
He shrugged and looked down。 “Juli； look。 We didn't want to hurt your feelings。”
“My feelings？ Do you realize Mrs。 Stueby and Mrs。 Helms pay me for my eggs？”
“You're kidding。”
“No！ They pay me two dollars a dozen！”
“No way。”
“It's true！ All those eggs I gave to you I could've sold to Mrs。 Stueby or Mrs。 Helms！”
“Oh；” he said； and looked away。 Then he eyed me and said； “Well； why did you just give
them to us？”
I was fighting back tears； but it was hard。 I choked out； “I was trying to be neighborly…！”
He put down the trash can； then did something that made my brain freeze。 He held me by
the shoulders and looked me right in the eyes。 “Mrs。
Stueby's your neighbor； isn't she？ So's Mrs。 Helms； right？ Why be neighborly to us and not
them？”
What was he trying to say？ Was it still so obvious how I felt about him？ And if he knew； how
could he have been so heartless； just throwing my
eggs away like that； week after week； year after year？
I couldn't find any words。 None at all。 I just stared at him； at the clear； brilliant blue of his eyes。
“I'm sorry； Juli；” he whispered。
I stumbled home； embarrassed and confused； my heart pletely cracked open。
Get a Grip； Man
It didn't take long for me to realize that I'd traded in my old problems with Juli Baker for a
whole new set of problems with Juli Baker。 I could feel her
anger a mile away。
It was actually worse having her mad at me than having her harass me。 Why？ Because I'd
screwed up； that's why。 I had egg all over my face； and
blaming it on her yard had done nothing to wash it off。 The
