As Bryce spoke, memories of Juli flashed through his mind: her infectious laughter, her determined spirit, and the way she always seemed to see the beauty in everything around her.
"It's like she sees the world differently," Bryce concluded, his voice softer now, almost reverent. "And sometimes... sometimes I wish I could see it that way too."
His grandfather remained silent for a moment, the weight of his gaze heavy on Bryce's shoulders. Then, with a gentle pat on the back, he offered a small smile.
"Thank you for sharing, Bryce," his grandfather said quietly.
Okay so Now, Juli Baker did not wind up in The Mayfield Times for being an eighth-grade Einstein.
No, she got front-page coverage because she refused to climb out of a sycamore tree. Juli Baker and that stupid sycamore tree. She always thought it was God's gift to our little corner of the universe.
" three blocks ! Two blocks !" Juli called out as she was at the top of the sycamore tree , watching the school bus making its way to its stop
Garret couldn't help but interject with his characteristic sarcasm. "Like that's valuable information," he remarked, earning a nod from bryce
"I like to think there's at least a chance the bus won't show," Bryce retorted, his tone lighthearted as he joined in the banter.
Juli, unbothered by Bryce's teasing, remarked on the beauty of the sycamore tree in the fading light. "I think the tree looks particularly beautiful in this light. Don't you?""
"If by 'beautiful' you mean 'unbelievably ugly,' then, yes, I would agree," he replied, a playful grin tugging at the corners of his lips.
Juli rolled her eyes in mock exasperation before boarding the bus, shooting Bryce a teasing glance over her shoulder as she disappeared from view.
"You're just visually challenged," she called out, her voice carrying on the breeze. "I feel sorry for you."
Bryce watched her go onto the bus students following her with a mixture of admiration and amusement, marveling at her unwavering spirit and unique perspective.
He snapped out of his thoughts and boarded the bus .
~💌~
As the scene unfolded, Bryce's dad couldn't resist chiming in with his own humorous observations about their quirky neighbors. "Oh, there he is," he remarked with a chuckle. "The bricklayer who thinks he's a painter."
Bryce's mom shook her head fondly, adding her own commentary to the mix. "No, he does landscapes," she explained. "Sells them at the county fair. People say they're beautiful."
But Bryce's dad had his own take on the matter. "Landscapes? Let me tell you something," he quipped, his voice tinged with amusement. "The world would have more beauty in it if he'd do a little landscaping on that piece of crap he calls a yard."
Patsy, Bryce's mom, couldn't help but join in with a sympathetic remark. "I feel bad for his wife," she said with a shake of her head. "She married a dreamer.Because of that, one of the two of them will always be unhappy."
"Yeah, fine." Bryce's dad scoffed "But why do we have to be unhappy?"
~💌~
Walker narrated " As annoying as the yard was to my dad... it was nothing compared to how annoying Juli Baker was in that tree."
"Three blocks away." Juli repeated the next school day Juli baker would always call out as she was at the top of the sycamore tree , watching the school bus making its way to its stop
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𝓓𝓪𝔂𝓵𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 Walker Scobell
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