Quick Note!: I will try, try, try, try, try to make this longer. I promise!
Oops, not good choice of words…considering Chapter 1, huh? Thank you all
for those great reviews on Chapter 1+2 and sorry that Spinelli died. Well,
here it goes. I wonder what will happen to TJ next…
CHAPTER 3—WONDERING
"Honey, are you okay?" asked Mrs. Detweiler. She knocked on her son's bedroom door.
"I'm fine!" TJ replied.
"Are you sure? I heard some banging noise and…"
"I said I'm fine!" barked TJ. Mrs. Detweiler sighed. Something was going on with her son. He hadn't been the same since her husband got transferred here to Boston while TJ was in 5th grade; he seemed to always keep to himself. He never had any new friends and he never kept in touch with his old ones.
Or maybe it was because Ashley Spinelli had died.
"Is everything okay in there?" asked Mr. Detweiler when she walked back into the kitchen.
"No, maybe it wasn't such a good idea to put that yearbook in his room. I just wish that there is something I could do," Mrs. Detweiler said sighing.
"Well, you know what the counselor said," said Mr. Detweiler bringing up the meeting she had with the school counselor last week.
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"He's doing fine in school ma'am," said Mr. Rinaldi the school counselor. "There's nothing to be worried about except that he doesn't seem to have many friends."
"Is there anything I'm doing wrong? He's never had trouble making friends."
"Well, it's nothing really to do with you if you and your husband aren't having any marital problems. Did something happen to Theodore when he was younger. Perhaps an accident that he can't seem to get out of his mind?" Mr. Rinaldi suggested.
"It was in the summer before 5th grade when his girlfriend died…" Mrs. Detweiler relayed the whole tragedy of Spinelli's death to Mr. Rinaldi.
"Well, it's his personal problem," said Mr. Rinaldi after hearing what had happened. "He has to deal with death his way himself. There's nothing really that you can do that will change…"
"This is my son!" Mrs. Detweiler cried outraged. She stood up and put both hands on his desk. "Something is wrong with him and I want to know what I can do. I'm his mother! Do you think I enjoy seeing him like this?"
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"I don't think reminding him of Third Street was such a good idea," Mrs. Detweiler said softly sitting down shaking her head. "Well, I better start making dinner."
"I better get off to work then," Mr. Detweiler said.
After he left, the phone rang. "Hello," Mrs. Detweiler said trying to sound cheerful.
"Hi, is TJ there?"
"Who is this?" Mrs. Detweiler asked curiously. There was rarely a call that was for TJ.
"This is, er, an old friend of his."
TO BE CONTINUED…
CHAPTER 3—WONDERING
"Honey, are you okay?" asked Mrs. Detweiler. She knocked on her son's bedroom door.
"I'm fine!" TJ replied.
"Are you sure? I heard some banging noise and…"
"I said I'm fine!" barked TJ. Mrs. Detweiler sighed. Something was going on with her son. He hadn't been the same since her husband got transferred here to Boston while TJ was in 5th grade; he seemed to always keep to himself. He never had any new friends and he never kept in touch with his old ones.
Or maybe it was because Ashley Spinelli had died.
"Is everything okay in there?" asked Mr. Detweiler when she walked back into the kitchen.
"No, maybe it wasn't such a good idea to put that yearbook in his room. I just wish that there is something I could do," Mrs. Detweiler said sighing.
"Well, you know what the counselor said," said Mr. Detweiler bringing up the meeting she had with the school counselor last week.
**************************************************************************** **********
"He's doing fine in school ma'am," said Mr. Rinaldi the school counselor. "There's nothing to be worried about except that he doesn't seem to have many friends."
"Is there anything I'm doing wrong? He's never had trouble making friends."
"Well, it's nothing really to do with you if you and your husband aren't having any marital problems. Did something happen to Theodore when he was younger. Perhaps an accident that he can't seem to get out of his mind?" Mr. Rinaldi suggested.
"It was in the summer before 5th grade when his girlfriend died…" Mrs. Detweiler relayed the whole tragedy of Spinelli's death to Mr. Rinaldi.
"Well, it's his personal problem," said Mr. Rinaldi after hearing what had happened. "He has to deal with death his way himself. There's nothing really that you can do that will change…"
"This is my son!" Mrs. Detweiler cried outraged. She stood up and put both hands on his desk. "Something is wrong with him and I want to know what I can do. I'm his mother! Do you think I enjoy seeing him like this?"
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"I don't think reminding him of Third Street was such a good idea," Mrs. Detweiler said softly sitting down shaking her head. "Well, I better start making dinner."
"I better get off to work then," Mr. Detweiler said.
After he left, the phone rang. "Hello," Mrs. Detweiler said trying to sound cheerful.
"Hi, is TJ there?"
"Who is this?" Mrs. Detweiler asked curiously. There was rarely a call that was for TJ.
"This is, er, an old friend of his."
TO BE CONTINUED…