fault. Stella did this for me. She caught something while we were out and itâs all because of me.
âMr. Burns,â Nurse Moskowitz says when we get to the fifth floor, âplease help Evie back to her room and ask Nurse Jill to help get her back in bed. Iâll take care of Stella.â
âYes maâam,â he says, and starts pushing me away. I turn my head to watch Stella as Moskowitz wheels her in the other direction toward her room. She looks smaller than Iâve ever seen her, empty somehow. She raises her head and for a split second the light comes back in her eyes. She winks at me and I mouth Iâm sorry , but she shakes her head. So I mouth Thank you instead, and she nods, satisfied.
I turn the corner into my room and Stella disappears from view. My hand tightens around the CD she made me, perfect and solid in my lap.
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eight.
âI BROUGHT YOU A BAGEL,â KASEY SAYS AS SHE LOWERS herself into the chair next to my bed. She places the paper-wrapped bagel on my bedside table, and the smell of garlic and herb cream cheese makes me nauseous. Not because Iâm sick. Not because of my body. Because of the pale, tired light barely making it through the window. Because Kaseyâs skin is still somehow tan.
âThanks,â I say.
âGod, I canât believe what you guys did last night,â she says. âYour parents told me all about it on the way here. They were so worried about you.â
âI feel really bad about that,â I say, and I mean it. After everything theyâve gone through. After everything theyâve already suffered because of me.
âIt was really stupid, Evie.â
âI know.â Like I need one more person to tell me that.
âDo you know whatâs going to happen to you yet?â
âMy parents and Stellaâs are talking to Dr. Jacobs and the hospital director right now.â
âThey should kick that girl out of here.â
Did she really just say that? â That girl has leukemia. I think it might go against the Hippocratic Oath or something if they kicked her out.â
âWhatever,â Kasey says, and I kind of want to throw the bagel at her head.
âIâm not really hungry right now,â I say, pushing it away from me. She doesnât seem to hear me. Sheâs looking at the bagel ravenously. âDo you want it?â I ask.
âOh, no,â she says, breaking out of her trance. âIâm on a diet.â
âYou look hungry.â
âIâm fine.â
âYouâre too skinny.â
âReally?â Her face brightens. âYou think so?â
I forgot that in the outside world, thatâs supposed to be a compliment.
I decide to change the subject. âSo whatâs happening? How are things going with that guy?â
âPretty good. You know.â
No, actually, I donât. I donât know anything except that he goes to Skyline High School and she met him at a party and itâs awkward for her to talk to me about it because Iâll be dead soon.
Sheâs looking at her pink polished nails. âDid you get a manicure?â I say.
âHuh?â She looks up. âOh, yeah. Some of the girls from the squad got together last night at Taylorâs and did our nails and facials and stuff. Lisa did mine. She did an okay job, but thereâs a spec of something on this one.â
âThat sounds fun,â I say, but it doesnât. Compared to what I did last night, it doesnât sound fun at all. Normally, I would have loved a night like that. Before I got so sick, thereâs nothing I would have rather done than sit around with a bunch of girls, green goop on our faces, excited about my pores getting opened, excited to talk about boys, about school, about so many innocuous things, back when