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Alone

Page 14

by Megan E. Freeman


  but it’s my mother

  flesh and blood.

  I burst into tears

  and then I am running, running and

  shouting down the street, shouting

  with my entire body and spirit.

  My mother and the men turn toward me.

  I see nothing but

  my mother’s stunned beautiful face

  as I fly toward her

  then

  I am in her arms and

  we are weeping together

  holding each other

  rocking back and forth.

  She is shorter and smaller

  than I remember

  but her arms are familiar and strong

  and I dissolve into them

  and then another set of arms

  encircles and embraces us both

  and I hear my father’s voice

  laughing and crying

  repeating my name

  over and over.

  They are here.

  They are alive.

  They have come for me.

  They have come.

  After-Words

  their voices

  their questions

  the touch of their hands

  everyone’s waiting

  they say

  everyone’s fine

  the imminent threat?

  it never existed

  a massive land grab

  unprecedented fraud

  elections

  new government

  conditions returning to normal

  I can’t care

  not yet

  so many answers

  too many questions

  there is only this

  the touch of their hands

  skin on warm skin

  family skin

  our skin

  own skin

  to be held

  to be seen

  to be heard

  to be known

  these are the nutrients

  missing

  from my diet

  of the last three years

  mal-love-nourished

  forgot totally what it means

  to be heart-quenched

  soul-satiated

  now it fills me

  feeds me

  holds me

  stills me

  with George tucked

  beneath my feet

  and my mother

  and my father

  each holding

  my hands

  we fly

  up and over

  the only home I ever had

  the home I forced

  to feed and shelter me

  up and over

  the charred neighborhood

  the lake

  the park

  the town and all its buildings

  the houses

  the schools

  the ruins from flood and storm

  down below

  my ghost self haunts

  a maze of streets

  always searching

  always hunting

  sometimes hoping

  always wishing

  now there is only this

  they have come for me

  come back for me

  back to this home

  this home that tried to kill me

  tried to keep me alive

  they are here

  I am here

  simultaneous impossibilities

  like everything

  like nothing

  like love

  Acknowledgments

  When I was eleven, I visited New York City. I wanted to be a writer and I knew that New York was where many books were published, so I went door-to-door at several of the big publishing houses on Sixth Avenue and introduced myself. I didn’t have appointments, but the editors invited me into their offices and talked with me. I left with a stack of business cards and an invitation to send them my stories. That day, I learned that people who publish books are very kind.

  I am now much older than eleven, but the people who publish (and write and illustrate and edit and design and sell) books are still very kind, and I am lucky to have met and worked with many of them to make this one. I am so grateful for the keen insights of Kristin Gilson and Anna Parsons at Aladdin, and for the entire team at Simon & Schuster, especially Valerie Garfield, Heather Palisi, Chelsea Morgan, Mike Rosamilia, Brian Luster, Valerie Shea, Emily Hutton, Michelle Leo, and Mara Anastas. Merci beaucoup à Pascal Campion.

  Enormous thanks to Deborah Warren for championing the manuscript from the moment it entered her inbox, and to Matt Ringler for his encouragement and support in helping it find its way to Deborah. Thanks to Erin Dealey and all the writers and illustrators who support each other so generously at East West Literary.

  Ideas for stories can take a long time to grow into books, and I am grateful to the people who nurtured and encouraged this one. Thanks to the Mother-Daughter Book Club where the seed was first planted: Leah, Nina, Susan, Olivia, Liz, Alyssa, and Fiona. Thanks to the people who read the manuscript in various iterations and offered feedback: Emma Buhman-Wiggs, Lillian Norton-Brainerd, Heather Preusser, Kristie Letter, Shelby Pawlina, Ginny Downey, Sarah Azibo, Beckie Garrett, Jen Dauzvardis, Alan Freeman, Kathie Freeman, Kim Tomsic, and Leah Rogers. Thanks to Trevor Norton, Garnie Kelly, Mark Ziegler, and Katie Covey for providing technical insights.

  I am deeply grateful to principal Melissa Christensen, teacher Dana Reyes, and the discerning students at Peak to Peak Charter School for workshopping the manuscript with me, and to the many other people who encouraged and celebrated each milestone, especially Fiona Freeman-Grundei, Nicole Hewitt, Catherine Hagney Brown, Leah Stecher, Mariamne Friedman, M. D. Friedman, Kelly Reeser, Kristianna Vedvik, Jennifer McKeown, Tiné DelaTorre, and my Texas and California families. And despite the enthusiasm of all these people, this story would not have become a book without the abundant resources of the Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators, and I appreciate the Rocky Mountain Chapter more than words can express.

  A special thanks to Marti Rolph Rhode for walking up and down Sixth Avenue with me all those years ago. All children need adults who take their aspirations seriously.

  And most importantly, to my husband, Rob. Thank you for all you do to make my writing life possible. I adore you.

  About the Author

  MEGAN E. FREEMAN attended an elementary school where poets came into the classrooms every week to teach poetry, and she has been a writer ever since. She writes middle-grade and young adult fiction as well as poetry for adults. Also an award-winning teacher, Megan has decades of experience teaching in the arts and humanities and is nationally recognized for presenting workshops and speaking to audiences across the country. Megan used to live in northeast Los Angeles, central Ohio, northern Norway, and on Caribbean cruise ships. Now she lives near Boulder, Colorado. Learn more at MeganEFreeman.com.

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  This book is a work of fiction. Any references to historical events, real people, or real places are used fictitiously. Other names, characters, places, and events are products of the author’s imagination, and any resemblance to actual events or places or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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  First Aladdin hardcover edition January 2021

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  Interior designed by Mike Rosamilia

  Author photograph by Laura Carson

  Library of Congress Control Number 2020946086

  ISBN 9781534467569 (hc)

  ISBN 9781534467583 (ebook)

  Excerpt on pages 362–363: “The Summer Day” from House of Light by Mary Oliver, published by Beacon Press, Boston. Copyright © 1990 by Mary Oliver, used herewith by permission of the Charlotte Sheedy Literary Agency, Inc.

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