house. No one. He felt hollow, like a stranger in his own universe. He felt his grandparents were staring at him. His cousin Bud was coming over, and they would probably go riding around.
When Jordan appeared outside with the fishing rod Butch pranced around in circles then jumped up on him, paws on Jordan’s chest. Then he jumped down and took off at a dead run, stopped, looked back, barked, took off again.
Jordan walked slowly through the yard and out of the gate. Ahead, Butch was already nearing the pond. Jordan took his time, kicking at clumps of brush. At the pond, he flopped down lazily and threw in a lure and reeled it in slowly. He yawned.
Suddenly he saw a basketball in the air at the Ledbetter house. YoYo! He got up, leaving his fishing rod. Walking up to the highest part of the bank he could see her black head bobbing and the orange ball floating and bouncing. He felt his heart beat fast. He remembered he loved her. He jogged, then began to sprint, to Yolanda’s house. He ran through the tall grass, ran scared and hard as if someone, a girl even, might beat him.
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