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    Stuart's Wall
    Stuart's Wall
    Stuart's Wall
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    Stuart's Wall

    By Kyler Doss

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    Falling for a 6th-grade boy when you're only a 5th-grade boy puts you on real shaky ground. But Chip has to find a way to get to him - he's got 60 seconds every morning if the two of them could start walking the wall together. Then it would come down to putting it on the line - how do you touch him or say something that will let him know how you feel?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherKyler Doss
    Release dateOct 13, 2019
    ISBN9781938181238
    Stuart's Wall
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    Kyler Doss

    Kyler Doss has got a pocketful of chocolate milk receipts from the bus depots he has gone through. His note on the reverse side of one of the receipts: Arizona rules. A graduate of the University of Arizona, Kyler writes fiction that is set in a lot of places - the coming-of-age stories boys in love would recognize on any map you can google or unfold.

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      Stuart's Wall - Kyler Doss

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      Navy blue

      THE BOY got to the corner before I did on the first day and he walked ahead of me. Yesterday I got there first and looked back once. He was there but I don't think he saw me looking at him.

      I hope he didn't.

      He could be in the 6th grade. I'm a boy in 5th.

      I don't know what to do.

      I slow down because I could be first again. Maybe it won't be long before he gets here.

      If he's already in the building, I won't get to see him until tomorrow.

      I'm pretty sure we're in different grades because I only see him in the mornings. I did look all over the playground at lunchtime and one of my friends goes, What are you looking for?

      I didn't tell him.

      This is going to be a bad day. When I look up the hill, the boy isn't there. My shoelaces are fine but I pretend like I'm tying one of them. What if he doesn't even go to this school, like he only went here for a couple days and found out it was the wrong place.

      I walk next to the wall like I always do. I've been doing it for years because this is where I went for kindergarten.

      The wall is over my head at first but not as high at the far end of the block, the north side. It isn't even up to my waist where I turn and go up to the side door. That's the entrance I go in, the boys entrance.

      I know all the boys in 5th grade. If somebody new comes to our school, we will know they are a stranger and find out who they are.

      This other boy, the one I want to talk to, has to be a 6th-grader. If he's a new boy in school, I don't know because I don't know all of them in his grade. The ones we know in that class are either really nice or they are the kids who like to push us around.

      I eat lunch like usual, then go down the ramp to get to the playfield. You have to take the ramp that cuts in the side of the hill, then cuts back the other way because the hill is steep. Some boys go straight down the hill through the brush and the trees, but they're in a lot of trouble if they get caught.

      I don't see the boy I'm looking for. He could be lost in the crowd. We're playing some football today, so I look everywhere around the field between plays. Whatever play is called, I'm sort of going through the motions. I keep thinking about the navy blue shirt but there's no reason to look for that one only. His other shirt was some kind of green with stripes.

      September feels really warm. I wish it would be like this all year, but the cold and the rain will come. The sooner I find this boy, the better. The boys will wear their parkas and their hoods, and you might not know who they are unless you have already met them.

      I don't really feel like talking to anybody. I do, though. They yell things about the game and I yell things back. It's automatic, I don't have to think about it. They have no idea what I am really thinking about.

      When school lets out for the day, I know I won't see that boy on the way home. I haven't seen him yet after school. That doesn't mean I'm not looking for him because I am. At the hill where he would go east, I look up there like I can see him in my mind. He looks really good.

      This is where I keep going south except for this time. I go up the small hill that will roll over and drop down pretty fast to the east. My heart is pounding. What if he sees me and he knows that this is not where I live. He would know I came here looking for him, and if I tried to make up a lie he would see right through it.

      Then I don't know what would happen. If he's one of the nice boys in that grade, he would take me home for milk and cookies. They would even talk to me over there like I was almost important. Like I was one of his friends or something. He would introduce me to his parents. This is the boy I was telling you about.

      That's impossible. We haven't even met. If he gets to that corner tomorrow the exact same time that I do, it doesn't mean we are going to actually meet. I will look at him and he might look back because he's deciding if he's going to beat me up or

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