Back Eyes of the Forest
Chapters (62)
  1. Copyright Notice
  2. Dedication
  3. FROM THE FAN PUBLICATION THE WORLD OF SWORDS AND SHADOWS
  4. BOB
  5. BRIDGET
  6. BOB
  7. BRIDGET
  8. AJAY
  9. BOB
  10. BRIDGET
  11. BOB
  12. DERRICK
  13. BOB
  14. BRIDGET
  15. AJAY
  16. BOB
  17. DERRICK
  18. BOB
  19. BRIDGET
  20. DERRICK
  21. AJAY
  22. BOB
  23. DERRICK
  24. BRIDGET
  25. DERRICK
  26. BRIDGET
  27. BOB
  28. DERRICK
  29. BOB
  30. BRIDGET
  31. AJAY
  32. DERRICK
  33. BOB
  34. BOB
  35. BRIDGET
  36. BOB
  37. BRIDGET
  38. AJAY
  39. DERRICK
  40. BRIDGET
  41. AJAY
  42. BRIDGET
  43. AJAY
  44. BOB
  45. BRIDGET
  46. BRIDGET
  47. BOB
  48. BRIDGET
  49. DERRICK
  50. BRIDGET
  51. DERRICK
  52. AJAY
  53. BRIDGET
  54. BRIDGET
  55. BOB
  56. BRIDGET
  57. BRIDGET
  58. A NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR
  59. Honors for April Henry
  60. Other Mysteries by April Henry
  61. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  62. Newsletter Sign-up

She blinked in surprise. “Oh, no, I just meant you could borrow it. You know, read and return. You’re right that I wouldn’t want to part with it. But I will loan it out.”

Ajay turned the book on its side. “It’s not as thick as some of them.”

“Yeah, each book has gotten a little bigger.”

He tilted his head. “Can I ask you a favor?”

“Sure.” Her heart was already beating faster.

“Could you maybe read it to me?”

Joy bloomed in her chest. The bell rang before she could answer. As Mr. Manning started to speak, she mouthed, “Yes.”

Class passed in a blur. Last night, all she had been able to think about was her lunch with Ajay. What she’d said. What he’d said. How he’d looked when he asked questions or listened. The taste of the food, and the fact that he’d cooked it.

And now it seemed like he wanted to spend even more time with her. To do that, she would be happy to read him anything, up to and including one of those old telephone books like her grandma had. But this? When she had made the decision to loan Ajay the book, the most she had hoped for was being able to discuss it with him later.

When the bell rang, Bridget realized she hadn’t heard a thing Mr. Manning had said. She was just lucky he hadn’t asked her anything.

As they got up, Derrick called from the back of the room. “Hey, Bridget. Wait up. I want to ask you something.”

She and Ajay exchanged a glance. Then he said something she didn’t quite catch and made for the door.

Had he said he was going to wait for her? Or maybe that he wasn’t? Whatever he’d said, he was already disappearing into the roar and bustle of the hall. Today was Halloween, and there was a certain energy in the air. A few of the girls were even wearing costumes, walking the fine line between sexy and too sexy for school.

Bridget was so wrapped up in thinking about Ajay that Derrick’s voice made her start.

He loomed over her, thin and slightly stooped, like a parenthesis. The height was new and still awkward. “Hey, Bridget. I just wanted to say I love those books, too. Swords and Shadows. They’re epic.”