anyway?â I said.
âWe barely started.â
âItâs just that, I thought we were best friends.â I hated the hurt tone my voice had. âYouâve never talked about wanting to go to parties and shopping with her until this week.â
âYou are my best friend, Ivy! And going to this party could mean a lot for us. Itâs so hard to get an invitation to Alexaâs party and I got one! Please donât make me go alone, Ivy. Please.â
I sat back and sighed. I felt stupid being almost jealous of Alexa. I looked around the place and thought, heck, itâs just one night. One stupid night out of my life and itâs not like I had anything else to do except go home to a house that got weirder by the day.
âOkay.â
âOh, Ivy Greer, youâre the best friend in the whole world!â
I tried to feel good about that but deep down I wondered whether Iâd still be her best friend if Iâd said no.
When I got home I ran to my bedroom. For the first time I let the feelings that had been tugging at me rise to the top. Did Ellen think I dressed bad? Was she embarrassed to be seen with me in my regular clothes? What kind of best friend worried about something like that?
I stuffed the jeans and sweater into my dresser drawer. At the bottom of the bag was the Daisy Dog Happy Meal toy. After I closed the drawer, I set Daisy Dog beside my bed because getting it was the only thing about today that had felt good.
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Mama sent us all to bed early that night because weâd be getting up at seven oâclock to get ready for church. JJ groaned. I suppose Caleb was used to going anyway, being a missionaryâs kid, so no reaction from him. My eyes bored a hole through Mama, just willing her to ask me what was wrong so I could tell her I was onto the real reason she wanted to go to church. But she didnât. She glanced at the look on my face and just got busy wiping her nail polish off. I finally gave up. What good is staring at someone when they donât even notice?
The next morning I was in the worldâs worst mood. First of all, it had rained that night and the thunder kept me awake, giving me lots of time to think about Alexaâs dang party. Now church. I glanced into Calebâs room on my way downstairs and couldnât believe what I saw. His mattress was on the floor! After JJ, Mama, and I had just about killed ourselves to get that mattress onto the bed frame!
Caleb was sitting on the mattress.
âWhat is wrong with you?â I yelled at him. He jumped.
âWhat?â
âThis mattress! Do you know how hard it was for us to get it up here for you? What kind of idiot takes his bed apart?â
âIvy!â Mama called. âGet down here this instant.â
I stomped down the stairs.
âWhatâs all that yelling about?â she asked.
âCaleb! He put his mattress on the floor!â
âIs that all? Maybe he has a bad back. Now hurry and eat your breakfast.â
I followed her into the kitchen. âDonât you think thatâs a little odd , Mama?â
âWell, I donât want to sleep on the floor and maybe you donât, but letâs not make a fuss. After all, this is new to him.â
âItâs new to us, too, having him here, but weâre not acting odd , are we?â
âIs âoddâ the word of the day, Ivy? Youâve certainly said it enough.â
âI just think heâs odd. You canât tell me you donât.â I wanted her to say he was. Sheâd said it to Aunt Maureen on the phone but sheâd told me he wasnât. That was a lie. I guess I thought if she said it now, it would make the lie a truth and I would feel better.
Instead she said, âWhat I think is heâs quiet and polite. Those certainly arenât odd things. Well, maybe around here they are.â She wiggled her eyebrows at me to make me laugh. It