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Show Inside Out, 105 And dont come back with that stupid stuff about you'd "rather not talk about it" Excuse me, but you've been asking me to believe an awful lot lately. I think ifs only fair that you spill something in return for my work so far. Ifs not like this is FUN. As I shut off the computer I wondered what would happen if I just gave up? Obviously, I'd never hear about Mom. What if he really wasn't even trying to find her, and was just stringing me along? What if he was just using what he knew about her to get me to do this? What really was the point of me "befriending" his sister? It seemed so silly to think that I might help anyone with anything, let alone a sullen girl who obviously wanted nothing to do with me. Why did he want it so bad? Maybe I should try an experiment. Maybe I could skip a few days of answering his mail. Would he panic? Would he tell me more? Besides, I had other things to think about. Like Denver. How could I talk to him? At breakfast, Leslie was telling Dad that she thought she should take Paul to the doctor today. "Are you kidding?" I asked. "Andli," said Dad. "Leslie needs to do what she thinks is best." "And what do you think?" I asked. "You know about his colds." "Leslie has been spending a lot of time with him. She's been on the internet for hours trying to research what's best to do. She'll make a good decision. This is for her to decide, not you." Leslie didn't look at me. |