The Diangelo’s house sold a little over a month ago. The day the Robinsons moved in, my mom sent me over with a casserole and some apple muffins. They have quite a large family, 5 in total. The eldest boy is 15, his name’s Mark. The twins Ashley and Nate are 13, just like me. Matthew is 8 and Lee is 5. Since Digger and J.T. are gone, I’ve been able to spend more time with Nate. His dad is also a crabber, and we both like baseball. Nate’s started school with me and we have many of the same classes. I go to dinner at his house at least once a week. I’ve showed him all the things I used to share with J.T. and Digger.
I only feel a little bad about it. J.T. and Digger did something so terrible, they took Ben’s life away. They stopped being my…show more content… What happened?”
“Oh. J.T. and Digger used to live here.” I said, “But, something happened and they had to go to a juvenile camp in Maryland.”
“If ya don’t mind my asking, what did they do?” he asked.
So I told him. I spilled my guts to this boy I’d only known a few months and he listened. He listened to the same story I told you, and didn’t flinch. When I finished, he clapped me on the back and we walked back to his house in silence, because he knew I didn’t need to talk about it anymore.
When I finally got home, dinner was ready and I sat down at the table to eat. My parents looked at me, then at each other, then back at me again.
“What?” I said, “Do I have something on my face?”
“No, no honey.” my mother laughed.
“Then what is it?” I asked, this time my voice more urgent. I was worried.
“We have a bit of news” my mom said. She sounded just as nervous as me.
“What is it?” I worried.
“Honey, you know that we can never replace Amanda, right?” Mom asked.
“Yeah?” I answered
“Well, I’m pregnant again.” mom said. She smiled at me, but it was more questioning if it would be alright.
“Really?” I asked, still shocked.
“Yeah. Are you OK with that?” mom asked
