Kathryn Erskine - Mockingbird

Me too. I’m glad I have stickers and gummy worms for him.

When little kid recess starts I give Michael more planet stickers and all the gummy worms in my pocket.

Thanks! He looks at the worms. What are their names?

I start to name them but then I stop. You can name them.

He grins. He dangles the orange one in front of me and then the red. This is Henry and this is Mudge.

Like in the book, I say.

He nods. And these two green ones are Frog and Toad. Have you read those books?

I have all of those books.

Me too, he says. Hey guess what!

What?

My teacher says we’re getting fifth-grade reading buddies! Will you be my buddy?

I haven’t heard anything about fifth-grade buddies. I don’t know if I’m doing it. Maybe they do it during first recess when I have Mrs. Brook time.

He shakes his head. Nope. It’s at the end of the day. It starts Thursday.

Oh. I wonder if Mrs. Johnson told us and I just wasn’t listening. Sometimes that happens. A lot.

Hey guess what? Michael says. It’s Tyler’s birthday. We got cookies with gummy bears on them.

Lucky.

And he’s having a skating party on Saturday. What kind of party are you having?

What?

You said your birthday is next month.

It is.

So what kind of party are you having?

I don’t have parties.

Oh. What do you do?

I go to the mall with my brother.

His Bambi eyes open wide and he doesn’t say anything for a few seconds. Isn’t your brother dead?

Yes. But I still want to do it.

He nods slowly. I know. I still want to do stuff with my mom too.

I feel glowy and warm because Michael Gets It. My dad doesn’t Get It, I tell him.

My dad doesn’t Get It either.

Does he still want to play football?

Michael sighs. All the time.

He must really love football.

Yeah. I don’t think he’s very good at it though.

Why not?

I heard my grandmother say that he’s keeping his head up but pretty soon he’s going to crash and burn.

I turn and Look At The Person. You mean in a car accident?

Michael Looks At The Person too. No. It means he’s going to be really bad at something. My grandmother says that kind of stuff all the time. She says shake a leg when she wants you to hurry and perk up your ears when she wants you to listen and be a doll when she wants you to get her a glass of iced tea.

I can’t help giggling. I try to picture a doll holding a glass of iced tea.

Michael laughs too. Want to know my favorite thing she says? When she wants you to be patient she says… keep your pants on!

I laugh too. Why would you take your pants off?

I don’t know! He howls.

And we both end up giggling until the bell rings.

When I get home I remember what Mrs. Brook said about Dad and Devon and I have a plan to make everything okay. I sit on the sofa and start talking about Devon a lot except I don’t call him Devon anymore. I call him Devon-who-is-dead. I say it until Dad asks me to stop.

But that’s his name.

No. His name is Devon.

No. His name WAS Devon. Now it’s Devon-who-is-dead. That’s different from the other Devon. That Devon was alive and you thought I was confused but I’m not because I know that Devon is dead and that’s why I’m calling him Devon-who-is-dead and you’ll get used to it.

No I won’t. I’ll feel like crying every time you say it.

Even if I say it fifty times?

Yes.

Even a hundred times?

Yes.

Even a thousand times?

Caitlin. I get upset even thinking about it so I’ll definitely feel like crying every time you say it.

I’m only saying it because you’re upset that I think Devon is still alive so I’m showing you I Get It that Devon is dead.

Dad shakes his head and leaves the living room.

I stare at the chest and wish for the millionth time that Devon were here because even when I try to Get It I still don’t Get It.

MICHAEL IS RIGHT. WE ARE DOING reading buddies. When my class walks into the library Michael’s class is already sitting in a circle on the floor crisscross-applesauce. We open and close our hands three times to each other. It’s our special wave. He’s grinning so much it reminds me to smile.

Mrs. Brook is there too and she’s also smiling. Hi Caitlin.

I start shaking my hands. It’s not Mrs. Brook time yet. I have to read to Michael.

Her smile goes away too. Actually we’re pairing Michael and Josh up.

I Look At The Person. Why? He’s evil!

Josh stands up and stares at me. He blinks fast and sits down again.

Shhh! Caitlin! Mrs. Brook whispers. That’s not nice.

I wasn’t talking about Michael, I tell her.

I realize that. She is still whispering.

You are making a mistake.

We’re… She smiles. We’re working on Closure here.

I look around the room. Where is it? Because that’s what I’m working on and I’d like to see it.

She takes me out into the hall and explains that Josh is going through a lot right now too just like Michael and me. And that Josh needs to see that not everyone’s mad at him and Michael needs to see that Josh can be a very nice boy. I call it a Plan for Healing, she says.

I Look At The Person. A Plan for Healing is a stupid plan because Josh cannot be a very nice boy. Haven’t you seen him push people off the monkey bars? Do you know what he says to people?

I do. And none of that is okay. But he has been getting counseling too and we’re working through his hurt so he can get to Closure.

What about ME? I’M the one who wants Closure!

Part of your Plan for Healing is to make friends. Right?

I AM making friends and now you’re giving him to Josh!

You can both be friends with the same person.

She doesn’t Get It. Michael is MY friend. I want to be the one who reads to him!

You can read to him during recess or other times but for our once-a-week reading buddies it’s going to be Josh and Michael.

The rest of the stupid reading buddies time is a blur. I know I read really LOUD so Michael can hear me reading to HIM even though I am at the other end of the library. I know that the stupid little girl I’m reading to starts crying because she says I’m yelling at her which I’m not. If the book says STOP! then that’s how you should read it. Especially if Michael is sitting next to Josh and especially if Josh is giving Michael a high five and ESPECIALLY if Michael and Josh are giggling together. And I know Mrs. Brook takes me out of the library early but not before I see Michael looking at me with his big Bambi eyes and giving me our special wave.

At home I go to my hidey-hole in Devon’s room. I take his piece of notebook paper with me. The one that says EAGLE SCOUT PROJECT. The one with the list of supplies for his chest. The one that says he’s going to teach me. I stare at the list trying to find Closure. I keep hoping that somehow the Devon-ness of the list will give me the answer but it doesn’t.

I look up at Devon’s carving of SCOUT and wonder if I can still be Scout if the person who called me Scout is now gone. I still want to be Scout for him. Devon said, If you want to be a Scout you have to Work At It. I know he was talking about Boy Scouts and Eagle Scouts but he also said that about anything I had to do. You have to Work At It Scout. I KNOW, I told him because he said it a lot lot lot and sometimes I don’t want to hear the same thing over and over and over. Especially if it’s hard. And Work At It is VERY hard. I Work At It ALL the time. My whole day is Work At It. Sometimes I don’t want to Work At It anymore. Like when I FINALLY get my own friend and then Mrs. Brook TAKES HIM AWAY FROM ME! It’s just — too — HARD! It’s — NOT — FAIR!