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Chapters (68)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Epigraph
  4. One
  5. Two
  6. Chapter One
  7. Three
  8. Four
  9. Five
  10. Six
  11. Chapter Two
  12. Seven
  13. Eight
  14. Nine
  15. Chapter Three
  16. Ten
  17. Eleven
  18. Chapter Four
  19. Twelve
  20. Thirteen
  21. Fourteen
  22. Chapter Five
  23. Fifteen
  24. Sixteen
  25. Chapter Six
  26. Seventeen
  27. Eighteen
  28. Nineteen
  29. Chapter Seven
  30. Twenty
  31. Twenty-One
  32. Twenty-Two
  33. Chapter Eight
  34. Twenty-Three
  35. Twenty-Four
  36. Twenty-Five
  37. Chapter Nine
  38. Twenty-Six
  39. Twenty-Seven
  40. Chapter Ten
  41. Twenty-Eight
  42. Twenty-Nine
  43. Thirty
  44. Thirty-One
  45. Chapter Eleven
  46. Thirty-Two
  47. Thirty-Three
  48. Thirty-Four
  49. Thirty-Five
  50. Chapter Twelve
  51. Thirty-Six
  52. Thirty-Seven
  53. Thirty-Eight
  54. Chapter Thirteen
  55. Thirty-Nine
  56. Forty
  57. Forty-One
  58. Forty-Two
  59. Chapter Fourteen
  60. Forty-Three
  61. Forty-Four
  62. Forty-Five
  63. Forty-Six
  64. Forty-Seven
  65. Chapter Fifteen
  66. The Following Summer
  67. About the Author
  68. About the Publisher

Why hadn’t Digger told her he’d talked to Alfie? “Did he answer them?”

Alfie took a ragged breath. When he finally spoke, his voice was flat. “As soon as I opened the door, he ran to his car and drove away. I waved for him to come back, but he didn’t.”

Ali’s jaw clenched. She was so sick of the Sloane Family Feud she wanted to scream. It was ridiculous that Digger hadn’t talked to Alfie!

“You didn’t tell me he was bringing us a party invitation.” It sounded like an accusation.

“I didn’t know until just before he left.”

Alfie’s forehead puckered. “I didn’t think we’d get one after last Sunday.”

They stopped at an intersection and waited for the light to change. Ali scowled. Why was she even hanging out with Alfie? Before, when she was sure the Sloanes would be reunited, she’d loved walking home with him. Now it just made her sad and frustrated. She wouldn’t do it anymore. Besides, she’d be moving soon and so would he. They’d never see each other again, so what was the point?

She didn’t try to hide her annoyance. “Inviting your family was the right thing to do.”

“Granddad was furious.”

“Whatever. Your grandfather needs to get over himself.”

The light changed, but Alfie didn’t move. “He’s not awful, you know. He’s sad.”

Ali’s patience plummeted. “Well, that makes two of us.”

“Why are you sad?”

“This stupid fog, the fact that I don’t have any friends, the fact that Gigi’s been sick. I’m sad all the time, and your big trouble is that my dad inconveniently left a party invitation at your house.”

Alfie leaned back, as if she’d slapped him. “I didn’t know Gigi was sick.”

It figured Alfie wouldn’t ask about her problems. He’d said he wanted to be her friend, but he sure didn’t act like one. “She was really sick with a bad cold and sometimes she gets confused. I’m worried about her.”

“But she seems okay. I mean, you’re having a party for her.”

Really, Alfie was too much. “How would you know? You don’t even know her! Guess what? Gigi is going to die soon, that’s why we’re having the party. All you care about is your precious grandfather. I did the right thing and went to see him. If you care as much as you say you do, you’d visit Gigi before it’s too late!”

ALI’S RULES ABOUT NOT LOSING FRIENDS

  1. Don’t pick a fight.
  2. Try to walk in their shoes for a minute, really understand them.
  3. Listen to them.
  4. Seriously, listen to them.

Alfie opened his mouth, then shut it. The light changed again, and he rushed to cross.