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get to miss the second half of school…。”
“No！ I'm not bidding。 Not on anyone！”
She laughed。 “Good for you。”
That afternoon I rode home from school brooding about Bryce and the whole basket boy
auction。 I could feel myself backsliding about Bryce。 But
why should I care if Shelly liked him？ I shouldn't even be thinking about him！
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When I wasn't thinking about Bryce； I was worrying about poor Jon Trulock。 He was quiet；
and I felt sorry for him； having to clutch a basket and be
auctioned off in front of the whole student body。 What had I done to him？
But as I bounced up our drive； basket boys bounced right out of my mind。 Was that green I
saw poking out of the dirt？ Yes！ Yes； it was！ I dropped
the bike and got down on my hands and knees。 They were so thin； so small； so far apart！
They barely made a difference in the vastness of the black
dirt； and yet there they were。 Pushing their way through to the afternoon sun。
I ran in the house； calling； “Mom！ Mom； there's grass！”
“Really？” She emerged from the bathroom with her cleaning gloves and a pail。 “I was
wondering if it was ever going to spring up。”
“Well； it has！ e！ e and see！”
She wasn't too impressed at first。 But after I made her get down on her hands and knees and
really look； she smiled and said； “They're so
delicate…。”
“They look like they're yawning； don't they？”
She cocked her head a bit and looked a little closer。 “Yawning？”
“Well； more stretching； I guess。 Like they're sitting up in their little bed of dirt with their arms
stretched way high； saying； Good morning； world！”
She laughed and said； “Yes； they do！”
I got
