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me or to himself.
    But then he looked at me, and I figured I was in the conversation. “I mean, you must think about these things,” he continued. “Right?”
    I shrugged.
    He continued, “Is there a world outside of us that we can’t see but people like Cayce can? He went into trances, you know.”
    I lowered my head, just slightly, and tucked my hair behind my ear. Again, I had this strong impulse to move, get away from this conversation, so I slipped my jean jacket on, and picked up my backpack and placed it on my lap. John was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn’t even notice I was getting ready to bolt.
    He continued talking as if I weren’t even there. “It’s surreal.”
    I stood. “I gotta go. I can’t be late again. See you in class.”
    With my backpack flapping against my legs, I left the library as quickly as I could.

    The morning dragged. I couldn’t stop thinking about John and his obsession with Edgar Cayce. We had books on him at home, but I had never read them; they were collecting dust in our den, a room I barely entered. I think Dr. Z had given my mom one. I had never read it because I just wasn’t interested.
    What would John say if he knew I had visions?
    He mustn’t find out.
    He thinks Cayce is so fascinating but if he met the man in real life, he’d probably think he was freaky.
    I caught up with Lacey just before lunch.
    â€œYou buying today?” she asked.
    â€œYeah. You?” I shut my locker door.
    â€œNah.” She shook her head and looked like she was going to cry.
    â€œHey,” I said softly. “What’s wrong?”
    â€œIt’s just this whole Burke thing.” Lacey’s voice trembled. “It’s like everyone in school is talking about it.”
    When she looked at me, my heart ached, my arms and legs felt heavy, and my temples throbbed. I was feeling her pain. Her usually shining eyes were dull, and her radiant smile was gone.
    â€œI need to tell you something,” I said quietly.
    As I opened my mouth to speak, I saw Burke strutting down the hallway toward us. He grinned at me and put his finger to his lips to shush me. He tiptoed up behind Lacey, put his hands over her eyes, and whispered in her ear, “Guess who?”
    She turned and looked up at him, her eyes greeting his with adoration. Burke touched Lacey’s face so tenderly I had to glance down.
    â€œI’ll catch you later,” I muttered.
    I turned my back on the lovebirds and walked away.

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    Chapter Five
    The bell rang to end school. I don’t remember walking to my locker, because my mind was so caught up in figuring out how to tell Lacey about my vision. I thought maybe I should read some of Morrison’s poetry for help; perhaps he had written something that could make her understand the pain. He wrote a lot about pain. He also wrote about freedom. I liked his “The Opening of the Trunk” poem. It talked about inner freedom and opening the mind so the soul could wander. Maybe Lacey just needed to open up, and maybe her soul would realize that Burke was not good for her. If I did tell her, I had to be sensitive but honest, and then I wondered why I was thinking about telling her after they had looked so happy at lunch.
    Because you’re not normal, that’s why.
    What if she did have sex with him and found out afterward that he had been cheating on her? That would crush her completely. I had to tell her before they went all the way. I inhaled a huge breath of stale school air. I realized there was no way to make this go over well, but I had to do it anyway.
    So, lost in thought, I was brought back to reality when I felt the bump.
    â€œHey, Indie.” John was standing beside me. “You walk fast.”
    His shoulder rubbed against mine, the stimulating touch was enough to slow my steps. He fell into step beside me. “I’m finished with this Cayce book. I thought