The Old Willis Place

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Categories: Fiction
"There he is—see him? In the field."At the sound of Lissa's voice, Georgie turned and looked back at us. In his loincloth and war paint, his hair matted with burrs and feathers, he really did look li...ke a wild creature, small and fierce among the towering goldenrod and thistles."Georgie," I cried. "Georgie!"Instead of answering, he ran toward the shelter of the trees."Come back!" I shouted. "Don't run off!""Traitor!" he screamed over his shoulder. "Liar!"With Lissa at my heels, I chased Georgie across the field and into the woods. He ducked and dodged under vines and around trees, flashing in and out of sunlight, his war paint blending into the woods like camouflage.At last, I caught him and pinned him against a tree, holding him fast. "Will you please listen to me?" I shouted. "It's okay to be friends with Lissa. She won't tell anyone about us. She's promised.""Your parents will never know you broke the rules," Lissa added.Georgie frowned at me, obviously puzzled. "Our parents? What do they—"With my back to Lissa, I pressed one finger to my lips, warning him.MoreLess
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