Free The Summer of No Regrets by Katherine Grace Bond Page B

ear canals were pearly and clean. Onawa had seen to that.
    Luke watched me and didn’t ask more questions. “I’m hardly there in the summer,” he said. “Usualy we go to Switzerland or something.”
    Switzerland. “What does your dad do anyway?” Luke frowned. I’d offended him. I wanted to crawl into the snag and pull the cubs in over the top of me. “I’m an idiot.” I examined a troop of ants near my foot.
    “No, you’re not.” Luke brushed my hair back from my face.

    “No, you’re not.” Luke brushed my hair back from my face.
    His touch jolted me.
    “My dad’s in telecommunications,” he said. “He’s part-owner in one of the larger cell phone companies in the Midwest. He just got in at the right time, when I was realy little.”
    “So you haven’t always vacationed in Aruba?”
    “No.” Luke stretched his legs out. “So,” he said, “what are you naming our kids?”
    “What? Oh! The kittens!”
    Luke let out a laugh. “Brigitta.” He said it as if he’d known me forever, as if he knew my quirks and liked them. He was so easy with his words, so not like Devon, who clammed up whenever he might be caled upon to register an opinion of me, good or bad.
    “Let’s name the boy Felix,” I said impulsively, “and the girl Kalimar—you know, from Imlandria .”
    “You sure?” Luke tickled his cougar’s chin. “Kalimar croaked at the end.”
    “Aha! You do too folow movies!” Felix licked the back of my hand with a sandpaper tongue.
    “What?” Luke draped Kalimar carefuly over his thigh.
    “You told Natalie you didn’t folow movies. At the arcade?
    When I…oh, forget what I did.”
    He paused. “Oh, yeah,” he said. “That was you, wasn’t it?” My cheeks went hot. “I didn’t mean to throw myself at you.”
    “Don’t worry about it.” His eyes were laughing at me. “Girls do that all the time.”
    “Oh, realy?” I shot back.
    “Yeah.” Luke grinned. “They think I’m Trent Yves.”

    July 6
    What Is Death?
    An exploration of this topic yields interesting answers from various religions:
    Ancient Egyptians believed the dead were ferried across Lily Lake by
    “He-Who-Looks-Backward,” who took them to the Fields of Rejoicing.
    But only the rich got to go.
    Hindus believe the dead are reincarnated but make a stop in one of many realms between lives. Swami Sivananda says that some souls
    “become gods and enjoy the happiness of heaven for a long period.” Christians believe the dead stand before the throne of God where they are judged. The righteous spend eternity with God, dancing on the walls of heaven.
    Buddhists believe that after many incarnations, they hope to reach Nirvana, “the out breath,” which is the state of oneness with God.
    Tomorrow I will talk about Native American, Islamic, and Jewish views on death.
    Aquarius0210 responds:
    Wazzup with this topic? What happened to “Mystic-at-the-movies”?
    Trentsbabe responds:
    no offense mystic but this is realy deppresing. what abt that guy u saw? who looks like trent? did u see him again? maybe starlet is right. if he likes her she is lucky.
    Xombiemistress responds:
    Actually, Buddhists don’t believe in “God” in the same way Christians do. But you’re mostly right.
    Mystic responds:
    Xombiemistress, I just used the word “God” because it’s the easiest Xombiemistress, I just used the word “God” because it’s the easiest way to explain it.
    Cindylou responds:
    speaking of death, mystic, it’s all over rocket. i mean, that’s the theme of the movie, isn’t it? his mom is dead, he wants his dad dead, his father-figure gets shot. so much of it is like trent’s real life.
    Trentsbabe responds:
    what??? trents mom died? when??? mystic is that guy still there? i wish i lived where u live. i wuld tear all his cloths off.
    Aquarius0210 responds:
    No Trentsbabe, Trent’s mom is not dead (though she may be crazy).
    And he has a terrible relationship with his father. After his French movie, Le