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or Josh’s. After all, he was the one who’d found out about the Patch Man in the first place. I’d considered it his special contribution. "But—"
"I see what you mean," Josh interrupted, speaking to Bill. "The Patch Man is interesting, but not vital." He rested his hand on my shoulder, as if to absorb some of my anger.
I relaxed a little when Josh defended Bill’s decision. If it didn’t bother Josh, maybe I shouldn’t let it bother me. But I wanted more than just facts included in Sandy Cove’s history. I wanted to capture its heart and soul too.
"Well, I’ve got to grade some essays." Bill handed the outline back to me. "I’m looking forward to seeing your first draft. Keep up the good work."
"Arg!" I wailed after Bill left the room. "We just finished slaving over the outline and now he wants a first draft."
"Take it easy," Josh said. "You knew a first draft was next. You’ll have me to help you."
"Would you?" I clutched his arm. "Do you have time to help me today?"
"I’ll make time."
"Great!" I exclaimed. "We’ll set up everything in the kitchen."
Just as we got everything organized on the kitchen table, Pres drifted in.
"It’s ten o’clock and he’s just making an appearance," Josh said. "At least he’s dressed."
"Since when did you stop sleeping in on Saturday?" Pres asked as he peeled a banana.
"Since I found a reason for getting up early."
Before we could grill Josh on just what that reason was, Mom and Gramma popped in with eager looks on their faces. Mom said, "Have you checked your application status for Yale recently? I've heard that some people are starting to hear."
" I'll bet it would be good news," Gramma said, a twinkle in her eye.
While I realized it kind of put Pres on the spot, I hoped he'd check. I was also sure it would be good news..
"Um …." Pres, hesitated, then pulled out his smartphone, but I didn't see his thumbs moving.
"Aren’t you going to check it?" Josh asked. For once he didn’t joke. It was obvious this meant a lot to Pres.
Pres shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe I should wait."
"Well, if you think that's best," Mom said.
"But I bet it's good news," Gramma said again. "And we'd all love to hear it."
Pres stared at his phone.
We all waited, not saying anything, barely breathing.
Finally, I saw Pres's thumbs move. His eyes widened. He gasped. "I got in!" he yelled. "They’ve offered me a scholarship!"
"Pres, that’s wonderful." Mom hugged him and Josh jumped up and slapped him on the back.
"Congratulations, Pres," Gramma said, shaking Pres’s hand and giving him a big hug.
"I’ll get Bill," Mom said. "Isn’t it wonderful, Rebecca? Both our boys getting into the schools they wanted—and so close to home."
My heart raced. It was a great opportunity for me to hug Pres. Too bad it wasn't in private, but I couldn’t have everything. I walked over to Pres and embraced him.
"Congratulations." I said.
Pres returned my hug. My heart raced in circles around my chest. This could be the start of—
"Thanks." Pres danced me around the kitchen.
If only I could shut out everything and everyone except the two of us.
"Come on in, Celeste," Josh shouted.
I hadn’t even noticed the knock at the door.
"Is this a party?" Celeste asked.
"Sort of." Josh pulled Pres away from me and propelled him toward Celeste. "Congratulate the man. He just got accepted at Yale."
"Pres!" Celeste shrieked as she hugged him. "Congratulations."
"News spreads quickly, doesn’t it?" Bill stood in the doorway, grinning. He had his arm wrapped around Mom as he watched the celebrating.
He held out a hand to Pres . They grasped hands, then Bill gave Pres a big hug. "Congratulations, son."
"Thanks, Dad."
It was great seeing everyone so happy, but I still wished I’d been alone with Pres when he’d gotten the good news. Maybe my congratulatory hug could have led to something more … intimate.
" Hey," Celeste said to me, "I almost forgot in all the excitement. I’m on my way
"I see what you mean," Josh interrupted, speaking to Bill. "The Patch Man is interesting, but not vital." He rested his hand on my shoulder, as if to absorb some of my anger.
I relaxed a little when Josh defended Bill’s decision. If it didn’t bother Josh, maybe I shouldn’t let it bother me. But I wanted more than just facts included in Sandy Cove’s history. I wanted to capture its heart and soul too.
"Well, I’ve got to grade some essays." Bill handed the outline back to me. "I’m looking forward to seeing your first draft. Keep up the good work."
"Arg!" I wailed after Bill left the room. "We just finished slaving over the outline and now he wants a first draft."
"Take it easy," Josh said. "You knew a first draft was next. You’ll have me to help you."
"Would you?" I clutched his arm. "Do you have time to help me today?"
"I’ll make time."
"Great!" I exclaimed. "We’ll set up everything in the kitchen."
Just as we got everything organized on the kitchen table, Pres drifted in.
"It’s ten o’clock and he’s just making an appearance," Josh said. "At least he’s dressed."
"Since when did you stop sleeping in on Saturday?" Pres asked as he peeled a banana.
"Since I found a reason for getting up early."
Before we could grill Josh on just what that reason was, Mom and Gramma popped in with eager looks on their faces. Mom said, "Have you checked your application status for Yale recently? I've heard that some people are starting to hear."
" I'll bet it would be good news," Gramma said, a twinkle in her eye.
While I realized it kind of put Pres on the spot, I hoped he'd check. I was also sure it would be good news..
"Um …." Pres, hesitated, then pulled out his smartphone, but I didn't see his thumbs moving.
"Aren’t you going to check it?" Josh asked. For once he didn’t joke. It was obvious this meant a lot to Pres.
Pres shrugged. "I don't know. Maybe I should wait."
"Well, if you think that's best," Mom said.
"But I bet it's good news," Gramma said again. "And we'd all love to hear it."
Pres stared at his phone.
We all waited, not saying anything, barely breathing.
Finally, I saw Pres's thumbs move. His eyes widened. He gasped. "I got in!" he yelled. "They’ve offered me a scholarship!"
"Pres, that’s wonderful." Mom hugged him and Josh jumped up and slapped him on the back.
"Congratulations, Pres," Gramma said, shaking Pres’s hand and giving him a big hug.
"I’ll get Bill," Mom said. "Isn’t it wonderful, Rebecca? Both our boys getting into the schools they wanted—and so close to home."
My heart raced. It was a great opportunity for me to hug Pres. Too bad it wasn't in private, but I couldn’t have everything. I walked over to Pres and embraced him.
"Congratulations." I said.
Pres returned my hug. My heart raced in circles around my chest. This could be the start of—
"Thanks." Pres danced me around the kitchen.
If only I could shut out everything and everyone except the two of us.
"Come on in, Celeste," Josh shouted.
I hadn’t even noticed the knock at the door.
"Is this a party?" Celeste asked.
"Sort of." Josh pulled Pres away from me and propelled him toward Celeste. "Congratulate the man. He just got accepted at Yale."
"Pres!" Celeste shrieked as she hugged him. "Congratulations."
"News spreads quickly, doesn’t it?" Bill stood in the doorway, grinning. He had his arm wrapped around Mom as he watched the celebrating.
He held out a hand to Pres . They grasped hands, then Bill gave Pres a big hug. "Congratulations, son."
"Thanks, Dad."
It was great seeing everyone so happy, but I still wished I’d been alone with Pres when he’d gotten the good news. Maybe my congratulatory hug could have led to something more … intimate.
" Hey," Celeste said to me, "I almost forgot in all the excitement. I’m on my way
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