Category: Morgan Matson

Morgan Matson

I saw the statue completely different now. I’d decided that he wasn’t pointing to anything or anyone. Now all I could see was that he was reaching out his hand to someone. For me that explained the expression on his face that I’d never quite been able to understand before. He was hopeful and nervous and scared and a little bit proud of himself for doing it – extending his hand to someone, not knowing if they’d take it. This was, I had realized, one of the scariest things of all, requiring much more courage than sailing across an ocean and landing on an unknown shore At least that’s what I saw. Clark and Tom’s new theory was that he was a time traveler who’d somehow been transported to the past and was just trying to hail a cab.

Morgan Matson

I’ll answer that.’ He took a deep breath, and I could see his eyes searching mine, like he was looking for an answer. ‘I had thought that was the ending,’ he finally said. ‘But I might have been wrong.”I was just thinking,’ I said, sure that the rest of the crowd could probably hear how hard my heart was beating, since it seemed deafening to me, pounding in my ears, ‘that maybe Marjorie realized she was in love with Karl. And told him that. And said she was sorry for being scared.