Chapters (68)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- One
- Two
- Chapter One
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Chapter Two
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Chapter Three
- Ten
- Eleven
- Chapter Four
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Chapter Five
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Chapter Six
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Chapter Seven
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Chapter Eight
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Chapter Nine
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Ten
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Chapter Eleven
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Chapter Twelve
- Thirty-Six
- Thirty-Seven
- Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirteen
- Thirty-Nine
- Forty
- Forty-One
- Forty-Two
- Chapter Fourteen
- Forty-Three
- Forty-Four
- Forty-Five
- Forty-Six
- Forty-Seven
- Chapter Fifteen
- The Following Summer
- About the Author
- About the Publisher
Something hard lodged itself in Ali’s stomach. She’d been so anxious to hear Alfie speak she’d forgotten she’d have to as well. If Alfie was smooth, Ali was scratchy. “A-Ali Sloane,” she stuttered. “I’ve never debated before. I want to be a lawyer someday, so it might help.”
It all come out in one fell swoop. Where had the lawyer comment come from? The idea had never occurred to her before. But everyone else’s introductions were so impressive; she’d realized she needed to say something interesting too.
The teacher smiled. “I’m not surprised. Your great-grandmother was a real pioneer here in Saint John.” As if she realized that the other students might not understand, Ms. Ryder added, “Ali’s great-grandmother was one of the first female lawyers in the city.”
Cassie’s hand rocketed upward. When Ms. Ryder nodded for her to speak, she turned to Ali first and then pivoted to Alfie. “So, are you guys related or what?”
“Cousins,” said Ali, forcing herself to look in Cassie’s and Alfie’s direction.
“Really?”
She waited for Alfie to respond. Several terrible seconds passed, and then he said, “Yes.” Ali’s face burned. Why had she thought this would be the best way to meet him?
Ms. Ryder glanced from Ali to Alfie, as if she expected them to say something more. When they didn’t, she said, “I think that’s enough introductions for now,” and pushed a button so that the grammar lesson was replaced by the same debate information she’d passed out earlier. “Many of you are old pros at debate, but some of you are new, so we’ll take a couple of minutes to review the basics.”
Ali reached into her knapsack and grabbed a notebook and pen.
“You don’t need to write this down, Ali,” Ms. Ryder said.
Ali flushed. “I like to write things down. It helps me remember.”
Murray pointed at his own pen and paper. “Me too. Plus, it’s been scientifically proven that when a person writes something down, they remember it better.”
Ali glanced over at the fancy penmanship in Murray’s notebook, all loops and curls, and did her best to imitate it.
Ms. Ryder chuckled. “I stand corrected.”
For the next ten minutes, they discussed debate styles, and how one team put forth a proposition while the opposing team tried to tear it apart. Ali took notes, but none of it sank in. All she could think about was Alfie sitting three chairs away. Was he surprised that she was at Princess Elizabeth School? Did he want to be friends too?
ALI’S RULES FOR WHAT NOT TO DO WHEN YOU WANT TO MEET SOMEBODY
- Don’t join a club you have no interest in joining.
- Don’t catch them off guard.
- Don’t say stuff just to say something. A lawyer? Not in a million years.