LIAM JR
Delilah and I sat under the big shady tree at the far side of the playground. She didn’t feel like playing or swinging today, so we just sat under the tree. She wasn’t very happy for the first day of school like everyone else was.
“Isn’t it great that we are in the same class?” I said, trying to get her to talk. She nodded her head, but her face still looked gloomy.
“Our teacher seems really nice. Miss Jones?” I tried again.
“Mmhmm,” she sighed. She pulled her knees up and rested her chin on them.
“Do you want to play soccer after school? Or maybe we can see if Felix will throw the ball, and we can play baseball?” I asked.
“Probably not,” she whispered.
“Oh, uh, okay. We could watch a movie then? Mr. Austin said that we got a couple of new ones,” I said.
“I just want
