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I wasn’t going to drop it.
I know I could come up with a plan to get us over there safely and back. And Evan would be totally on board with me once he saw my finished plan.
I walked him to his apartment which was just one floor above ours. He opened the door and the smell of whatever Mrs. Liao (Kiandra) was cooking hit me. She was an amazing cook, and when I would stay over at the Liao’s to do homework, she would always let me stay for dinner.
I saw Granny Miyako sitting on the recliner, watching TV. Mr. Liao (James) left them when Evan was just a baby. So his grandmother moved in with them to help Mrs. Liao raise Evan.
Mrs. Liao stepped out from the kitchen and waved at me, “Hey, Tiana. Were you going to stay for dinner?”
I smiled and shook my head, “No. I was just dropping Evan off.”
Evan gave me a side hug and walked into his apartment, “See you tomorrow, Tiana.” Before he closed the door, he looked back at me, “Don’t do anything crazy, okay?”
“Of course,” I lied. “Nothing you wouldn’t do.”
He smiled and shut the door.
I ran over to my apartment to grab my backpack. I was just out the door with my backpack slung over my shoulder, when Caleb stopped me. “Where are you going?” He probed.
“To the library.” I wasn’t lying. I was going to the library. I just didn’t want him to know what I was going to do there.
“Can I go with you?” He asked.
“Tiana,” my mother’s voice called. “Take Caleb with you, please?”
I sighed, “Fine. C’mon.”
I took his hand as we walked to the library. I looked down at him. If Caleb knew how cute he was, he would’ve been dangerous. He looked even cuter in his dinosaur jacket.
We walked for a little while, and then we passed in front of the candy store, The Sweeter the Better. Caleb’s eyes lit up and he pointed to the store while looking up at me with puppy-dog eyes. Okay, I knew I wasn’t supposed to give him candy before dinner, but…
I sighed, “Fine, but only one thing!”
The man at the counter wasn’t Mr. Grisan (who was a kind looking old man who loved Caleb and me). Instead, there was a young teenager (maybe fifteen or sixteen) with dark hair and blue eyes. He was reading a book and didn’t seem to have much interest in whoever was coming in and out.
Caleb went up to the counter. “Who are you?” He asked. “Where is Mr. Grisan?”
The teenager looked up and I got a good look at his name tag: Calvin. “He went to visit his son.”
“What’s going on with his son?” Caleb asked.
Calvin looked up again, “He’s having a baby.” He looked back down at his book again. This time, I got a good look at the book: Insignia by S.J. Kincaid.
“He is?” I piped up.
Calvin looked at me with a look that made me feel like worm guts. I understood, though. If I’m in the middle of a really good book, and someone interrupts me, I normally give them a worm guts look.
I led Caleb to look for a piece of candy and he picked out one of those swirly rainbow lollipops that every little kid is obsessed with. I got a cherry cola from the cooler towards the back. We went back to the counter and Calvin gave an exasperated sigh but took the stuff anyway.
I picked up a card from the rack on the counter. It said: Congratulations and had a drawing of a baby in a carriage on the front of it.
“This too,” I said, handing Calvin the card.
He rang it up and asked, “Do you want to write something in it?”
I nodded and he handed me a pen. I wrote: Congratulations on this new addition to your family! I hope everything goes well. – Tiana Frazier.
“Ooh! Can I write something too?” Caleb asked, reaching for the pen.
I handed the pen and the card to him and he wrote: Congratulations! – Caleb F.
Calvin put it in the envelope and said, “$5.57.”
I handed him the money and we left the candy shop, Caleb licking away at his lollipop. I put my soda in my backpack to drink at dinner.
Eventually, we made it to the library. I dropped Caleb off at the children’s section for story time, and I rushed over to the research section. I wanted to look for any books on The Ivory Isle.
I started in the I section. Ice Age, Iguanas, Independence Day, Ireland, Islands. I pulled out the Islands book and sat down at a table to flip through it.
I remembered something a character in a book did when they had to read a long, difficult book. They went to the table of contents first. So that’s what I did. I studied the table of contents until I came across the one I was looking for: The Ivory Isle pg. 342. I flipped to page 342 and saw a black and white picture of the isle. I began to read and discovered that the island is pretty much undiscovered. That the only people who had ever been there were a pair of husband and wife explorers and had never come back.
That sent a shiver down my spine. They never came back? If we went, would we ever come back? It seemed unlikely. I mean, these people were explorers, people who explore unfamiliar areas like this. Evan and I, we’re just kids. Smart kids, yes, but not explorers.
But knowing that these explorers didn’t make it back, well, it gave me a certain feeling. It was more than simple determination; it was almost an itch I had to scratch.
I read on and found out that it was off the coast of Maine, and that it took about five and half hours to get there if I went by boat and three hours by plane.
“What is that?” A voice said behind me. I turned around to find Evan standing behind me, crossing his arms.
I slammed my book closed; I didn’t want Evan to know about this until I was sure about the plan. “Evan! What are you doing here?”
He held up his sketch book, “I left this here and came to get it. What are you doing here?”
I pointed towards the children’s section, “Caleb wanted to come to story time.”
Evan raised an eyebrow at me, “And you were reading about The Ivory Isle because…?”
“Uh, I just…” My voice trailed off as I tried to come up with an excuse.
Evan sighed, “Tiana, what did I tell you about this?”
“You told me not to anything crazy,” I replied. “But there’s a reason I’m doing research. So I can make sure that I won’t do anything crazy.”
“I saw that page, you know,” Evan said. “If explorers didn’t make it back, what makes you think that we’ll survive?”
“Uh, well…” I stammered out.
Evan waved his hands in the air, “You know what, Tiana? If you want to go on this suicide mission, fine, but don’t expect me to go along with you.” And then he left.
I stood there, stunned. It stung to hear Evan so irritated with me. I was looking forward to doing this together.
“Tiana?” Caleb came around the corner.
I hastily wiped away the tears that had formed in my eyes. “Yes?”
“Were you crying?” He asked.
I shook my head, “No, no, I wasn’t. I just…yawned.” I mimicked a fake yawn for effect.
“Oh, okay.” He looked at the ground and then back up to me, “Do you want me to tell you about the story we read?”
I smiled softly and nodded, “Sure, go ahead. But we should get a move on, Mom is going to be waiting for us.”
I slung my backpack over my shoulder and took his hand as we walked and he told me all about how the story he read was called This Book Will Not Be Fun and how the main character was an uptight mouse and the mouse was trying to tell the story but all these weird things kept happening in the background.
“And it was really funny,” he finished.
I smiled, “It sure sounds funny.”
He gave me a toothy grin.