Second try, here we go. I propped up my arms on the corroded car's roof and stared at him, sharpening my eyes with determination. "Here's the deal. There's something odd going on, and we think it might have something to do with this reading outburst that seems to be spreading around school, which brings us to you." I gave a short nod. "I know all of this sounds weird, and funny maybe, but it'll be really helpful if you could tell us what drives you to read so much."
With the old scrap of metal between us, hiding more than a half of his lanky frame, watching his feet wasn't visually possible. But I knew the question had made him uncomfortable, and that he was shifting the weight on his feet back and forth. "Sorry, but last time I checked reading wasn't something weird. Maybe it is to peopl
