Chapter 16
The river bank was frozen, the water fixed in time.
What day was it? Friday? Why wasn’t I at school?
I sat on a park bench by a desolate playground, facing the Saint-Lawrence River. I was numb and shivering under my coat. Where was Nick? He’d tell me he’d be there one day, and then wasn’t. The days and nights passed, but I never was sure of where I stood and what was real or imagined. His kiss on my lips. His words in my ear. He had the bluest eyes in the world.
Blue. Like the Aegean Sea. But I’d never even been to Greece. Never set foot on a beach. Maybe I’d read about it in some book Aunt Fran had given me.
What was happening to me?
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a black figure coming closer and closer on the path. Somehow I wasn’t surprised to see David’s pale face
