Gary Schmidt

“Do you know which one is Jupiter?”

“I always know where Jupiter is,”

You know what they say in books about your heart stopping?

It’s true. It can. It does.

Because he loved her.

He loved her.

He had never known love before.

He had never known how much it could fill him.

He had never known anything, he thought.

But I guess I was about as happy as I’d ever been.

“Jackie,” he said.

“Jack,” I said.

“Don’t worry about Canton. Your father’s going to call him. You’ll be all right.”

“I wasn’t worried.”

“I know.”

“I wasn’t.”

“I know.”