Chapter 7

Goodbye

Two days later he showed up.

"You really should eat," was the first thing he said.

"Oh my gosh! You're still here. I thought you moved on," I said.

"No, I just didn't want to deal with you telling me that you didn't know what to do."

"Well, since you're still here we can keep trying to come up with ideas. Maybe we can figure it out."

He looked at me with a blank expression on his face. "Lola," he said. "You don't get it."

"Get what?" I asked. "I get everything."

"No," he said sighing. "My mom is having them try one time to get me to wake me up. It's life or death with the thing they're doing. And without my soul in my body…"

"It will be death," I answered. "When are they doing it?"

"This afternoon," he said. He came into hug me. "I'm going to miss you. I really do love you. The only reason I came was to say goodbye."

"No!" I said.

"What?" he asked confused.

"We're not giving up; we have a couple of hours to figure it out."

"Let's go, then," he said, grabbing my hand.