Free Furthermore by Tahereh Mafi Page A

She’d never admit this to anyone, but after that performance, she was actually hoping for a 2. Anything but a 1.
    1 would be humiliating.
    â€œGo on, then.” Oliver tapped the envelope in her hand. “All will be right as rainlight as soon as you open it.”
    â€œAlright,” she whispered, wondering all the while why Oliver was being so nice to her. Probably he was still hoping she’d ditch her task in order to help him with his.
    Which would never happen.
    Her hands shook as she broke the seal on the envelope, and it was there—as fate would have it—right there, in front of Oliver Newbanks, the boy who’d crowned her the ugliest girl in all of Ferenwood, that Alice was faced with the worst reality of all.
    In her envelope was no card she’d ever seen before. It wasn’t yellow or even white. It was black. A simple rectangle cut from thick, heavy paper.
    Oliver gasped.
    Alice flipped it over.
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    The clouds chose that exact moment to come to life. The sky broke open and rain fell so hard and fast it nearly hurt, showering them all in what were supposed to be tears of happiness. Alice felt the cold and she felt the wet, and she felt her bones breaking inside of her, and finally she lost the strength to be brave and gained instead the heart of a coward.
    So she ran away.
    She ran until her chest cracked, until her lungs burned, until she stumbled and tore her skirts and the tears could no longer be held.
    She couldn’t tell who was crying harder: herself or the sky.

By the time Oliver found her, Alice was nearly at the edge of Ferenwood, right on the border of Fennelskein, hiding under a penny bush. Alice hiccuped a sob and the pennies shook, silver chimes mocking her pain. She sniffled and choked back the last of her tears and turned her face to the clouds. The rain had stopped and the sun was bright in the sky and hundreds of rainbows had arched over everything, lending an ethereal glow to the world. Alice found the beauty unexpectedly cruel.
    She did not know what happened to children who were not tasked. There had only been three children to fail their Surrender in all the hundreds of years it had gone on, and Alice had assumed they simply evaporated back into the ground. Returning to Ferenwood life certainly seemed impossible.
    Maybe she would follow in the footsteps of Father and just disappear.
    â€œGo away, Oliver,” Alice said quietly. She didn’t want to bemean to him, as he’d done nothing in the last hour to deserve it, but she also wanted to be left alone.
    He crouched down beside her. “Come out from under there, Alice. I can see right up your skirts.”
    â€œGo away,” she said again, making no effort to cross her ankles.
    Neither one of them spoke for a little while.
    â€œYou really were splendid today,” Oliver finally said.
    â€œYes, very.”
    â€œOh come off it, Alice. I mean it.”
    â€œIf you’ll please excuse me,” she said stiffly, “I have a great many things to do.”
    Oliver grabbed her ankles and tugged so hard Alice nearly fell into the brook nearby. She had just gotten her mouth full of terrible things to say to him when he plucked the envelope out of her clenched fist and held her black card up to the sky.
    â€œYou’re supposed to unlock it, you know.”
    â€œYou only unlock it if you’re tasked,” she said to him, jumping to grab the card out of his outstretched hand. “There is nothing to unlock in a zero.”
    â€œAnd how would you know?” Oliver shot her a look.
    â€œIt is my very firm belief.”
    â€œOh yes,” he said. “I daresay you have many firm beliefs.”
    Alice turned away and crossed her arms.
    â€œWhat will you do now?” he asked.
    â€œI will get my card back from you, thank you very much,” and she caught his arm just long enough to snatch it back.
    â€œAnd now?” He stood there staring at