บท 82: Chapter 82

He was ticklish? Good to know.

Just then I noticed a blue-eyed redhead in her teens peering over the stockade fence that separated the Mathesons’ yard from the one next door.

“Wills?”

“Yeah, babe?” He shook hair out of his eyes.

I nodded toward the fence. “I think your neighbor might like to join us.”

“Hello, William.” Her expression was wistful.

“Hi, Patricia. How are you?”

“Fine, thank you.” She couldn’t seem to take her eyes off him, and I almost expected her to start drooling.

“Would you like to come over?”

“Thank you, but no. Mother says it’s still too cold to go in the pool.”

“Maybe another time.” But it seemed to me he was relieved she’d declined his invitation. “Jill told me you just graduated. Congratulations. Where will you go to college?”

“Thank you. I had hoped to go to Brown, but Mother thinks it would be wiser to stay close to home, so I’ll be going to Harvard in the fall. I was sorry to hear about Michael, William.”