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or said something
to make him feel better.
Luke “Wizard” Wallace
Sarah Edgerton came to visit me today.
I was really surprised; I barely know her.
About the only time I’d ever talked to her before
was when we started working together
on our research project for English.
I asked her to be my partner and she agreed.
Actually, I’d wanted Melody to be my partner.
We’ve dated a lot lately, and I figured
it would give me a chance
to spend time in school with her.
But she paired up with Heather Sullivan.
I thought if I asked another girl to team up with me,
it might make Melody jealous.
Sarah was the only girl I could find
who didn’t already have a partner.
My plan didn’t work, though;
Melody didn’t seem to mind.
Andy Keller, Oak Grove third baseman
I guess Gordie’s come to see Luke
more times than anybody else from the team—
besides me, that is.
He’s got a great bedside manner.
Most other guys get all nervous
when they try to talk to Luke.
Gordie says things like, “You know, Wizard,
it’s your fault I’m so worn out these days.
Now that you’re not out there,
I have to run twice as far
to cover the whole outfield.”
He doesn’t seem spooked by Luke’s face
the way most everybody else is.
He jokes around and tries to lift Luke’s spirits.
It’s just too bad he hasn’t had
any more luck at it than I’ve had.
Gordie Anderson, Oak Grove center fielder
Ma’s been a home healthcare nurse
since before I was born.
She took me with her a lot when I was a little kid
and she couldn’t get a baby sitter,
so I’ve been around sick people practically my whole life.
I’ve seen things a heck of a lot worse than Luke’s face.
He probably wonders why
more guys don’t come to visit him.
It’s not that they don’t care.
It’s not that they don’t wish
the whole thing had never happened
and he was back playing again.
Some of the guys just can’t handle
seeing him lying there helpless
with his face looking like something
out of a monster flick.
They might be doing Luke a favor by staying away.
Clarissa Keller, Andy’s sister
Luke’s been feeling so bad,
and he doesn’t like the hospital food much,
so I decided to make him something special.
I decided to make him some brownies.
I didn’t ask Mom to help me;
I wanted to do this all by myself.
I had to throw the first batch out
because they were dry and half burnt.
The second batch was better.
Luke ate three big brownies
in the few minutes I was in his room,
so even though he didn’t say so,
I know he liked them.
Luke “Wizard” Wallace
Clarissa is sweet.
She usually comes along with Andy,
but sometimes she comes alone.
She knows how to cheer me up,
if only with her smile and her cute dimples.
Sure, Andy and I complain
about what a pest she is sometimes,
but she’s really a pretty neat kid.
I don’t have any brothers or sisters,
but if I had a sister,
I’d want her to be like Clarissa.
Actually, I spend so much time at Andy’s,
I sometimes feel as though she is my sister.
Andy Keller, Oak Grove third baseman
I’ve never hit better.
I can’t explain it.
In the last three games, I’m seven for ten,
two of them doubles.
I can’t remember ever getting seven hits
in a three-game stretch,
even in Little League.
I wish Luke could’ve been there.
He’d be proud of the way I’m hitting.
He’d be proud of the way the team is playing.
He has to know we’re doing it for him.
We owe it to him to win the conference.
The way he played, his love for the game
made everybody around him play better.
We remember, and we don’t want to let him down.
Luke “Wizard” Wallace
The doctors say it’ll be a while yet
before I can go home.
I still have one more operation to get through,
and I can’t go home until after the surgery,
because if I move around much
before the bones are completely set,
I’ll run the risk of losing sight in my right eye, too.
They say there’s no chance I’ll ever see again
from my left eye.
None.
The surgery is only to make sure there’s no further damage.
Maybe they’re saying that so I don’t get my hopes up.
Maybe when they operate they’ll discover
a way to save my sight after all.
Maybe there is a chance.
Melody Mercer, Oak Grove student
Andy Keller stopped me in the hall today.
He actually sounded mad because I hadn’t been
to the hospital to visit Luke again.
Like it’s my duty to go.
I don’t think so!
I’m sorry Luke got hurt; he’s a nice guy.
But it’s not like we’re an item or anything.
So we dated a few times. So what?
We had fun, but there’s nothing serious between us.
That one visit to the hospital was enough.
The place is so depressing,
and there wasn’t anything for us to talk about.
I’ll see him when he gets home from the hospital.
It’ll be easier then.
Red Bradington, Compton coach
It’s not the same team without Dawkins.
We need his arm.
I had no choice but to pitch Klinghagen today.
Sometimes he throws well in batting practice,
but in a game . . . I don’t know. He chokes.
That’s about the truth of it.
He was tossing lollipops up there,
and the Crescentville players were sure taking their licks.
When you have a kid hit three home runs,
like Preston did for us today,
and your team scores eleven runs,
you should win the damn game.
Good defense is the only reason
Crescentville didn’t score more than their fourteen.
A coach can make all the right moves,
but if he doesn’t have the horses . . .
Luke “Wizard” Wallace
The days are so long.
The only thing that helps me get through them
is when people come to visit.
Mom and Dad, Andy and Clarissa,
Gordie, Coach, and Sarah Edgerton.
They’re the ones who’ve been here most.
I keep hoping Melody will come again.
Just seeing her pretty face
and being able to touch her
would give me something to think about
during the long nights.
Sometimes I feel like I’m trapped on a desert island.
Once in a while a ship comes in.
But not to
save me.
Not to take me away.
A visitor shows up and then leaves.
The ship sails into the sunset,
and I’m alone again.
Andy Keller, Oak Grove third baseman
I’ve never seen Luke so down.
He’s got good enough reason, that’s for sure.
Before the accident, we’d always joke around.
Even when he was in the dumps because of a tough loss
or because he hadn’t played as well as he thought he should,
I could always cheer him up.
But not today.
I told him this story:
In history class we were doing a review
for our big exam on U.S. wars.
Mr. Sanderson asked Gilda Roumaine about the War of 1812,
when and where the final battle was fought.
Gilda said she didn’t remember where,
but she thought the year was 1776.
Luke didn’t even smile.
Dr. Wesley Hunter, ophthalmologist
Given the crisis we were faced with that first night—
the possibility of total blindness,
brain damage,
or even death—
I couldn’t be happier with Luke’s progress.
Physically, at least.
I know Luke doesn’t agree.
Anything short of being able to see
with both eyes is unacceptable to him.
But his final surgery went well.
If there are no complications,
in a few weeks he should be able to resume
normal activity without fear of further damage.
Luke “Wizard” Wallace
I almost wish I were deaf instead of half blind.
Then I wouldn’t have to listen
to people’s stupid remarks.
They come to visit me,
and I hear pity in their voices.
Those who don’t feel sorry for me tell me
how thankful I should be to be alive.
They remind me that so many others
have it a lot worse than I do.
Of course they do. I know that.
There are kids dying of cancer
right in this hospital.
There are kids without arms or legs,
kids who are completely blind.
But playing sports has been my life,
and now that’s been taken away.
I understand that I should be thankful;
I just can’t feel thankful.
Victor Sanderson, Oak Grove history teacher
We’ve covered a lot of information in our unit on war.
I thought a good way to personalize its tragedies
would be to read the class some poems on the subject.
Two that I shared were written by Wilfred Owen.
He knew about the horrors of combat firsthand.
He was a soldier in World War I
and was killed a week before it ended—
a young man in his midtwenties,
with an unlimited future ahead of him.
In his poem “Disabled,” he writes about
a legless young man in a wheelchair.
Toward the end of the poem, there are two lines:
“Tonight he noticed how the women’s eyes
Passed from him to the strong men that were whole.”
When I read them, Sarah Edgerton burst into tears.
She covered her face and ran out of the room.
I wish more of my students showed emotion
at the reading of moving and powerful poems,
especially about the tragedies attendant to war.
Owen surely would have been gratified by her reaction.
Luke “Wizard” Wallace
It’s hell being a prisoner in this bed.
If I move too much, my head aches so bad,
I feel like screaming.
I’m going crazy just lying here.
I remember how it feels
to run as fast as I can,
my legs weightless, my head clear,
my breath coming quick and easy.
I remember how it feels
to know I can run forever and nobody can catch me.
Nothing can touch me.
Nothing can stop me from getting where I’m going,
ahead of everyone else.
Now I’m stuck in this bed,
and I feel like a turtle turned upside down,
trapped inside a shell,
when all I want to do is run free.
Melody Mercer, Oak Grove student
Wait till you see my prom dress.
It’s so cool!
I know Derek will think it’s sexy.
I’ve already told him what color corsage he should get me.
I know we’ll be the most gorgeous couple there.
Everyone says we’ll be voted king and queen.
I’ll just die if we aren’t!
Luke “Wizard” Wallace
I’ve been fooling myself.
I kept telling myself it was all a mistake,
that they’d find some way to save my left eye.
But now I know the sight’s gone forever.
The weird thing is,
I don’t feel angry or sad.
All I feel is a big hole inside me,
an emptiness that can’t be filled.
It’s as if I’m hollow—
one of those chocolate Easter bunnies
you break open and find
nothing’s there.
Andy Keller, Oak Grove third baseman
I’m taking Peggy Arrons to prom.
She’s a lot more excited about it than I am.
To be honest, the thought of going
doesn’t really thrill me.
Luke and I were supposed to double-date.
He probably would have gone with Melody Mercer.
I hear she’s going with Derek Hamilton.
Talk about a guy who loves himself.
He and Melody deserve each other, if you ask me.
But I don’t dare say that to Luke.
He’s kind of blind when it comes to Melody.
Damn! What made me say that?
Prom won’t be much fun without Luke.
It’s not right, the rest of us out partying all night
and him stuck in that hospital room.
The guy I really envy is Garrett Davis.
He’s going with Lisalette Dobbs.
Some people have all the luck.
Luke “Wizard” Wallace
I had the TV on for a while this afternoon.
I’ve never been home much during the day,
so I had no idea how bad the shows are.
I kept flipping through the channels.
Nothing.
The sports channels reminded me of too many things
I didn’t want to think about.
The talk shows were filled with people
who spent all their time screaming at each other.
The soaps were depressing.
I wasn’t in the mood to hear about
all the problems the characters thought they had.
Finally, I found a movie, an old western, that wasn’t too bad.
But after a few minutes, my head started to ache again,
so I turned if off and tried to sleep.
Elizabeth Wallace, Luke’s grandmother
Larry and Randy encouraged Luke’s sports.
I don’t fault them.
That’s what fathers and grandfathers
do with sons and grandsons.
But I thought there should be more balance.
I tried to interest Luke in real music—
Chopin, Bach, and Mozart—
not the kind of music so many teenagers listen to:
loud, screaming cacophony.
A few months ago, Luke played me some songs
by
his favorite group, the Cave People.
It was just noise to me,
but Luke is my grandson,
so I pretended to like it.
I teach piano, and when Luke was young,
I gave him lessons for three years.
He decided he’d rather practice baseball.
I think that’s a shame.
There comes a time when people can’t play sports.
Music lasts forever.
Luke “Wizard” Wallace
I wonder if Mom told Grandma
it’s prom night.
Grandma drove all the way over to see me,
and she gave me the new Cave People CD
I’ve been meaning to buy.
She said, “I asked your mother,
and she said you don’t have this one.”
Grandma is cool.
She stayed for a long time
and listened to the whole CD with me.
Sarah Edgerton, Oak Grove student