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I couldn’t wait any longer. If there was any chance I could remember something more from when I was dead, I wanted to know it today.
Then I could figure out what to do.
I called the Mayers from school to make sure they could see me this afternoon. At least this time I didn’t have to trick my mother into taking me over there. I told her I’d be catching a ride with David. Not that I’d asked him yet.
He seemed strangely shy around me today. Like I’d seen him n***d or something. I guess in some ways I have.
“How’s your mom feeling?” I asked at lunch.
“Vomitous.”
He didn’t fight me on the ride. Maybe he’s finally gotten used to me being around his house. But he still didn’t feel the need to talk to me on the way over. Just when I thought we were making progress.
Mrs. Mayer didn’t loo
