âFeels good.â He took another step, and the water rolled over the bottoms of his jeans.
âWhoa!â Shark shouted. âThe bottomâit drops straight down. Itâs totally deep here.â
I waded in for a second, but the icy water made my ankles ache. I hobbled back, shaking the pain from one foot, then the other.
The two girls and I found a sunny, dry spot in the grass. We dropped down and stretched out and raised our faces to the sun.
Shark splashed along the shore for a while. Then he began picking up stones and heavingthem with all his strength into the river. He tossed one after another, grunting with each throw, his face tight and intense as if he was having some kind of contest with himself.
Finally Jamie called for him to come and sit down. To my surprise, Shark obeyed. He stretched out between the two girls, pulled up a fat blade of grass, and jammed it between his lips.
âWhatâs your problem, anyway?â Jamie asked him. She was leaning back with her hands in the grass. Her dark eyes caught the light of the sun.
Shark scratched one shoulder. âDonât really know.â
âYou looked so intense,â Ada said. âWhat were you thinking about?â
He frowned. âCockroaches.â
Jamie turned to me. âThat was so freaky last night,â she said. âI couldnât get to sleep, Nate. I kept thinking they were in my bed.â
Shark chewed on the blade of grass. He kept his eyes down.
âItâs so gross,â Ada murmured. âIâm so glad I stayed home last night. I mean . . . crawling on your tongue ?â
âStop talking about it,â I said sharply. âI canât stop thinking about it either. My mouth has been itching all day.â
I picked a ladybug off the knee of my jeans, dropped it into my other hand, and watched it cross my palm. âDid you see the look on Candyâs face?â I asked. âWhen I had the cockroaches climbing out of my mouth?â
Jamie and Shark shook their heads. âCandy is a cockroach,â Shark muttered.
âWell, she was grinning,â I said. âI mean, she had this big grin on her face, like she was so enjoying it.â
âYouâre joking,â Ada murmured.
âCandy is a witch!â Jamie exclaimed. âThat explains it. She cast some kind of spell on you, Nate. Then she sat back and watched.â
Ada laughed.
âThatâs dumb,â Shark said.
Jamie tossed a clump of dirt at him. It bounced against his T-shirt and crumbled to the grass. âItâs not dumb at all. Iâve read a lot about witches. They really do exist.â
âDumb,â Shark repeated.
âThen whatâs your explanation?â Jamie demanded.
Shark scratched his hair. âYou know that story about the girl on a farm who fell asleep in the barn, and a spider crawled into her ear? Itâs an urban legend or something?â
Jamie shook her head. âWhat about it?â
âThe spider laid eggs in the girlâs ear canal, but she was asleep. She didnât know it,â Shark continued. âAnd a few weeks later, she was sitting at dinner, and her ear started to itch. And hundreds of tiny spiders came crawling out of her ear.â
âOh, wow.â Ada made a disgusted face. âIs that a true story?â
âCould be,â Shark said.
Jamie sat up straight. âAnd you think Nate swallowed a cockroach sometime, and it laid eggs in his throat or something?â
âItâs possible, right?â Shark replied. âAnd they all hatched last night.â He frowned. âThatâs better than saying Candy is a witch and cast a spell on him.â
âNo way,â Jamie murmured.
âCandy sure thought it was a riot,â I said. âShe was, like, really into it.â
Shark got this faraway look in his eyes. âI know how to deal with Candy,â he whispered.
âExcuse me?â
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