shirt

soot on his cheeks

cuts on his hands

almost nose to nose

with me whispering

Robert, I was there.

I saw most of it.

it’s still my fault

Is it?

you didn’t see you don’t know

I pushed her out of the shed

and and

and pulled her lighter from her

and

threw it in the leaves

Bobby—

which caught fire

which they wouldn’t have done

if I hadn’t

so . . .

Father Percy leaned back

from my nose

he puffed coffee

breath from his mouth

She asked for me

To come to the hospital.

tell me she’ll be all right

he said she broke three ribs

one arm and busted up

her leg and messed

both hands and fingers

nothing fatal

but I cried

to think of her banged up

so bad

then he said again

She asked for me to come.

which by some miracle

I knew what he meant

confession

had she told him

what she went there for?

had she told him everything?

they have the lighter

even if they can’t tell whose it is

they know somebody started the fire

It was an accident.

that’s not true!

besides

Besides what?

I don’t know

So what are you going to do?

Make it easier for her by lying?

Saying you did it. Have this

On your record?

no

I don’t know

maybe

who cares?

I care. Your father cares.

Rachel. She cares.

good one.

Look, it’s my property anyway.

Not church property,

The shed.

I built it myself.

So it’s my call,

And I say it wasn’t either of you.

they won’t believe it

I went out to have a smoke,

Saw you, was surprised,

and dropped my lighter.

I don’t know exactly, but I won’t let

This go the wrong way.

shouldn’t you ask the Pope

if it’s okay to lie?

Robert, don’t.

I have to say something

I have to speak up

he stood from his chair

sat down again

You do, you absolutely do, Bobby, yes.

And you have. To me.

But it’s not Christ you’re speaking to in the station tonight,

Not someone who sees all the way into your heart.

It’s busy, tired people who can’t see inside you,

Who can’t, because maybe you won’t let them.

and you can?

see inside?

he breathed again

sat back leaned forward

was going to say

something

but I did

what she can do

that’s . . .

she needs to do it

to keep doing it

he shook his head once

looked out the door

of the office

to the others

a new man stood with them

the lawyer

Rachel saw me

like I don’t see myself

maybe she’s the one

who really has soft eyes

he raised his face to me

You were listening.

I listen

I see stuff

I know you do.

You see everything.

And you let her in, not an easy thing to do.

You are her friend.

he went quiet

for a minute

And the other part, what will you say

About how she ended up down by the river?

I looked at him

into his eyes as

he looked into mine

she said some bad things

on the ledge

it’s all over I can’t live

stuff like that

Rachel will need to talk to someone.

I will do everything in my power

To help her.

then

I guess

I’ll tell the truth

Which is?

that it was

raining lightning thundering

it was crazy in the woods

and she

slipped

he swallowed

nodded his head slowly

breathed out again

again

All right, then. Come on.

And after this, let’s rebuild the shed

Together, you and me.

but

But nothing.

Let’s talk to them now.

The police, your father,

Everyone.

Okay?

it was hard to make

my mouth move

and there was nearly

no air coming up

my throat

but I said

okay

yeah

yes

So I Said No Way

did she set any fire

I was there and saw she didn’t

there was a storm

there was a fire

everything was sudden

too sudden to see right

and she only tripped and fell

in the stormy woods

while she ran for help

Father Percy told them

I went out there for a break.

The children surprised me.

I dropped my lighter.

Rachel ran for help.

Robert followed her.

they wrote this down

And why did you want to speak

With Robert Lang just now?

Because I am his priest.

Jimmy didn’t blink

And I am his friend.

her mother was a mess

but since there

were no other witnesses

and one of the ones

who said he saw it all

was a priest

that ended it

The Art School Said

that they would take her still

they would admit her

the moment

her ribs

and arms and legs

and hands healed up enough

for her to take her lessons

If you can’t make

First semester,

You can do second.

And the summer session too.

Your work is too good

To let this slow you down.

I liked that they knew it

and said it

because it was true

and if she was

broken inside

like her body was

for weeks after that night

maybe she could

sometime

somewhere

unbreak herself

It Stormed

for weeks

first rain

then snow

then rain

and thunderstorms

all of that month

a kind of gray

even after Rachel

came back to school

the big part of it

was over

my part

except for maybe

seeing her limping

around the halls

which because of how

I always saw her face

was hard not to do

some days a car

came to take her out

before the school day ended

Mondays was her mother

Thursdays just a car

Therapist

she mouthed to me in the hall

one time

I did the same

good for you

but it was weird

she knew I knew she had confessed

I knew she knew I lied for her

I felt every eye was watching us

and stayed away from her

which was sort of like before

folding myself in myself

mope the halls

keep

my eyes down

count my strides

feel my way

to corners

count the doors

fountains and lavs

all without looking up

until one time I turned my

face a little to the left

and there she was

her eyes drawing me

to her

catching me

cornering me

in the art room hall

I’m going to the city tomorrow.

Come see me off.

Jimmy Didn’t Speak

when he took me

to the train station

she was there with

her mother

her father would be waiting

at the other end

she stood on the platform

one arm in a sling

moving stiffly

like some half-dead soldier

her black case resting

at her side

her mother stepped

away

didn’t look at me

but didn’t scream

at me either

progress

I thought

I’ll split my time—

she said

starting as usual

in the middle of a thought

she was talking about

life and her new school

which had started her

in weekend classes

nodding backward

she whispered

We talk. The three of us. A lot.

He’s smart, your priest. The therapist too.

My mother promised not

To make my life

A living hell.

things are looking up

Ha. Yeah. Maybe because

Of him. Maybe because

She almost lost me.

Hilarious, huh?

yeah

yeah but

not so much

she chewed her lip

looked at her mother then

at me

So I’ll be here part-time

Part-time with my dad.

I have a therapist there too.

It’s better.

We’ll see what happens.

her mother was getting all

twitchy

pacing up and back

until the train came

running slow

until it stopped

that was pretty much it

except Rachel hugged me

not long but

yeah

after that

her mother disappeared

as if no one there

and Jimmy snickered

from where he stood

leaning against the truck

She’s some piece of work,

The mother, yeah?

yeah

but there was

a look on his face

I’ve never seen before

I stepped away from

the truck

to see him better

like the

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