Chasing Impossible (Pushing the Limits, #5)(97)

Re: I dare you

Date: August 26

Logan,

Sorry about your luck, but trying out for your new school’s baseball team doesn’t count. You’ve already played baseball before. This has to be something totally new and different. And yes, I am cheating with our program of trying twenty-five new things in three weeks and that’s okay. I’m the one serving a life sentence in girl hell. My roommate needs to stop crying or having emotions or maybe she has broken tear ducts—just saying.

I tried crocheting last night. I decided I would have died before industrialization from exposure. Crocheting is impossible. There’s a girl here who is good at it. She scares me a little. I’m going to eat lunch with her tomorrow. :-) I’m in the lead!

Abby

To: Abby

From: Logan

Found something I like

Date: September 6

Abby,

Try new things number twenty-three—working on the dairy farm with Chris. And before you laugh, yes, I was running out of ideas for new things to try. Did it just to check the box, but I liked it. Kept me busy, cows had the right amount of conversational skills that I prefer, and I saw how much money Chris will be making off of it when he inherits the farm. Not bad.

Baseball is good. Team is good enough to go to state. I’ll play for the rest of the year, but I told the coach I’m not interested in a college scholarship. Something like that needs to go to someone who is passionate about it. A couple of schools are showing interest in me from those summer sessions. I think I’ll peruse those places for admission and money.

Your rabbit took a dump on my bed last night. You should be happy Thumper is yours.

Logan

To: Logan

From: Abby

Re: Found something I like

Date: September 6

Logan,

Have you thought of doing it? Being a cattle farmer? If that’s what it’s called? I think we should do that, but replace cattle with bunnies and then we don’t milk or eat the bunnies. We just let them multiply. Then we’ll take over the world. Me the queen. You the king. Our bunnies the army nobody can defeat.

Mac told me they have someone interested in buying the house and that the seller has agreed to not move in until the day the money runs out for the nurses. Not sure how I feel about this. Sort of sad. Sort of...I don’t know.

Tell Ryan thanks for the nursing home recommendation. Guess he got the name of this place from his mom. I emailed him a thanks, but I’d like you to thank him for me, too.

Everyone has emailed and said they like it the best. It’s weird to think all of you spent time researching this stuff. I guess tell them all thank you.

In case you’re wondering, I won. Completed my twenty-fifth new thing last night. I cooked. A cake. I guess that’s baking, but still. I’ve never cooked or baked and I liked it. This lady came in, a volunteer, and I was one of the people chosen to do it. She taught me how to make a flower out of frosting. I want to do more of this.

Everyone has emailed me now and I mean everyone, even Denny and Houston. Not sure how Houston knew I was sent to juvie or how he found me here, but he’s claiming he means the whole friend thing and wanted to make sure I was fine. He sent a picture of him holding a Hallmark card in a grocery store that said, Get Better Soon. The kid is a nutcase.

Please tell everyone that if I don’t email right away that I’m not ignoring them. I’m only allowed thirty minutes for emails and I’ll admit to reading yours first.

Just curious...why were you sleeping with my bunny? :-p

Abby

To: Abby

From: Logan

I’m sorry

Date: September 30

Abby,

I’m so sorry. Mac called Isaiah and Isaiah just told me. I know how much you loved your Grams. I know she loved you, too. He said she passed in her sleep and that Nate was with her.

I hate that you’re in there and I’m out here. I hate that I can’t be with you. I’m holding you, Abby. I know that it’s not the same thing, but I’m holding you.

I love you. Please know I love you,

Logan

To: Logan

From: Abby

Re: I’m sorry

Date: September 30

I’m pretending we’re back on the hill watching the stars. I wish I was there and not here.

I miss her.

I miss you.

Maybe I made a mistake.

To: Abby

From: Logan

Re: Clothes

Date: October 1

Abby,

I’m going to say it again, you didn’t make a mistake. Your Grams would have wanted you to have a decent life. This is your best shot at it. Trust me, Abby—it’s not a mistake.

Rachel bought a black dress and shoes for you. Me, Mac, and Isaiah will meet you at the detention center and they said you can change there before we head to the funeral. They’re only giving us five hours before you have to be back, but we’ll make it work.

I’ll see you soon,

Logan

To: Logan

From: Abby

I’m still alive

Date: October 15

Logan,

Sorry, I sort of lost my email privileges for a while. I did something stupid. I was just mad and sad and I broke some things. I just miss Grams. I just miss you. I just miss everyone and seeing everyone at the funeral made it a million times worse to return.

The days are going by so slowly. Six months never seemed so long.