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  1. Big Boned
  2. CONTENTS
  3. Dedication
  4. 1
  5. 2
  6. 3
  7. 4
  8. 5
  9. 6
  10. 7
  11. 8
  12. 9
  13. 10
  14. 11
  15. 12
  16. 13
  17. 14
  18. 15
  19. 16
  20. 17
  21. 18
  22. 19
  23. 20
  24. 21
  25. 22
  26. 23
  27. 24
  28. 25
  29. 26
  30. 27
  31. 28
  32. 29
  33. 30
  34. 31
  35. 32
  36. 33
  37. 34
  38. 35
  39. 36
  40. 37
  41. 38
  42. 39
  43. 40
  44. 41
  45. 42
  46. 43
  47. 44
  48. 45
  49. 46
  50. 47
  51. 48
  52. 49
  53. 50
  54. 51
  55. 52
  56. 53
  57. 54
  58. 55
  59. One Month Later
  60. Acknowledgments
  61. About the Author
  62. Copyright
  63. About the Publisher
  64. Backad 1
  65. Backad 2
  66. Backad 3
  67. Backad 4

I looked over at the dress and shook my head a little. “I don’t think I can. I don’t think I—I . . . it’s . . . I can’t.” I looked over at Thembi and then shook my head so hard that my neck felt like it was going to break. “I’m so sorry, I know you’ve worked so hard on it but I just . . . I can’t.” And then I turned and ran from her house.

Things I Like about Myself by Lori Palmer

I’m a good sister.

I’m a real artist (despite what Blackwell says!).

I, Lori Palmer, am officially good with parents!

I have a voice. There is power in my art.

I am brave!

I am a great kisser!

I’m a good friend (even if I don’t really want to be just a friend).

My voice can start a movement!

45

I’d turned my phone off and had collapsed on my bed. I didn’t want Thembi to call me. I felt like I’d let her down. . . . Or maybe you let yourself down? a soft voice whispered in my ear.

“Crap!” I buried my face in my pillow. Now Vicki’s voice had also joined the peanut gallery in my head. As if the cacophony couldn’t get any bigger. I kicked my legs a few times and then screamed into my pillow, because I wasn’t sure I knew what I was feeling. The sound of my door opening made me turn. It was Zac.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, looking perturbed.

“Nothing.” I wiped my face and tried to flatten my hair.

“You look funny,” he stated.

“Really?” I must be a sight if Zac had noticed.

“Your face looks red and ugly. You don’t look pretty anymore.”

“What?” I asked, standing up off my bed.

“You always look pretty. Now you look ugly. I don’t like it.” He folded his arms across his chest.

“You think I’m pretty?” I was totally taken aback by this.

“I think you are the third prettiest girl in the world,” he stated matter of factly.

“Oh. Who are number one and two?”

“Well, Mom and Lisa of course,” he said.

“Did I used to be number two before Lisa came along?” I asked, taking a step closer to him.

“Yes.”

“You think I’m pretty,” I repeated.

“But not when your eyes are red like that.”

And this time I didn’t hold back, I walked straight up to him and pulled him into a hug. “Come here.” I squeezed him hard and he tried to pull away from me. “I’m not letting you go this time,” I said, squishing a massive kiss on his cheek. He wiggled even more and I knew he was reaching absolute capacity now, so I let him go and he ran from my room. I smiled, pleased that I’d managed to steal a kiss and a hug.