第2部分(第8/8 頁)

Bryce　might　be　dead。　Dead　before　he'd　had　the　chance　to　move　in！

The　tragedy　of　it　catapulted　me　into　the　moving　van。　I　had　to　help！　I　had　to　save　him！

When　I　got　to　his　side　to　help　him　shove　a　box　forward；　the　poor　boy　was　so　exhausted　that

he　just　moved　aside　and　let　me　take　over。　Mr。　Loski

didn't　want　me　to　help；　but　at　least　I　saved　Bryce。　I'd　been　in　the　moving　van　all　of　three

minutes　when　his　dad　sent　him　off　to　help　his　mother　unpack

things　inside　the　house。

I　chased　Bryce　up　the　walkway；　and　that's　when　everything　changed。　You　see；　I　caught　up　to

him　and　grabbed　his　arm；　trying　to　stop　him　so

maybe　we　could　play　a　little　before　he　got　trapped　inside；　and　the　next　thing　I　know　he's

holding　my　hand；　looking　right　into　my　eyes。

My　heart　stopped。　It　just　stopped　beating。　And　for　the　first　time　in　my　life；　I　had　that　feeling。

You　know；　like　the　world　is　moving　all　around　you；　all

beneath　you；　all　inside　you；　and　you're　floating。　Floating　in　midair。　And　the　only　thing　keeping

you　from　drifting　away　is　the　other　person's　eyes。