The Original Ginny Moon. Benjamin Ouvrier Ludwig

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      Did you find my Baby Doll?

      And then I wait.

      “You have to click Send,” says Larry.

      But I don’t really hear him because the pictures of the police and Gloria and the kitchen are moving so fast that I can’t see anything else. I am going deep in my brain again. I see Gloria with her face squished against the wall and the police holding her there. I see the broken-down door and the light coming in from outside and two cats running out. I don’t remember which ones.

      “Here,” I hear Larry say. “I’ll click it for you.”

      In front of me I see the arrow move on the screen. It touches the send button and then I start counting because when something might happen I need to see how high I can count before it gets here especially when it’s the answer I’ve been waiting four whole years for.

      Six seconds pass. Then some words appear on the screen under the ones I typed. The words say,

      Is this you Ginny?

      But that isn’t an answer to my question. I want to pick at my fingers but I can’t do that because there’s a question on the screen and it’s my turn to type. So I type, Yes this is Ginny. You did not answer my question. And click Send like Larry showed me.

      Then one more word blinks onto the computer screen. It is in capital letters and it is screaming. The word is:

      YES!

      And then,

      YES WE FOUND YOUR BABY DOLL WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU?!

      I want to write Are you taking good care of it? but my hands are shaking so hard now that I can’t make them do what I want. Plus Gloria asked a question. I open and close my hands three times and put them between my knees and take them out again and type, In Room Five with Larry.

      And then she writes,

      WHO IS LARRY WHAT IS YOUR ADDRESS?

      Now I am picking at my fingers. I have to because I don’t want to talk about Larry or what my address is. I only want to talk about my Baby Doll. Because even though Gloria said YES! and WE FOUND YOUR BABY DOLL I don’t know if she’s telling the truth or if my Baby Doll is okay. Because Gloria is unreliable and inconsistent and she’s the one who lies. So I open and close my hands two more times and remember to breathe and then I type, Larry is my friend. 57 Cedar Lane Greensbor—

      I stop typing because I hear Ms. Dana in the hallway. I hear her talking to someone else. Another teacher, I’m guessing.

      Which means in a minute I’m going to get caught.

      “Babe?” says Larry. He is standing behind me. His voice is anxious.

      So I type, I have to go, but as soon as I click Send I want to go back and also say Can you please, please, please bring my Baby Doll to me? but my turn is gone and Ms. Dana will come in any second now.

      I stand up fast to move away from the computer. Then someone touches my shoulder so I recoil.

      I almost fall. When I see that it is just Larry and no one is hurting me I lower my arm and look at the screen again where I see another word. It says,

      MANICOON.COM

      Then,

      THAT’S WHERE TO FIND ME JUST IN CASE.

      Then,

      FUCK IT I’M ON MY WAY I’LL BE THERE TOMORROW.

      I look away. I don’t see Gloria or the apartment or my Baby Doll. I see only Larry with one of his arms out of a brace and his hand up in the air. “Whoa, dude,” he says. “Are you all right? Come on. We need to sit down and get our books out.” Then he bites his lip and says, “I’m going to shut the computer. Don’t freak out on me, okay?” He reaches and puts one hand on the mouse and clicks the words Log Out and then clicks the X up in the corner of the screen. He goes to his desk and sits. I push the chair back and get up and rub the dirt off my hands and look at the picture of Edgar Allan Poe.

      Ms. Dana walks in. “Ginny, your parents are ready to see you,” she says, “in Mrs. Lomos’s office.”

      I stand up and take my backpack and leave the room. When I get into the hallway I start running. I run with my fingers touching the wall. I feel like I might fall if I don’t keep touching something so I run and run and run. I am still excited but I am also scared.

      Because Gloria is coming. Here to my school.

       4

       2:50 IN THE AFTERNOON, WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 8TH

      My Forever Parents are outside the door of Mrs. Lomos’s tiny office. “Let’s step into the conference room, Ginny,” says Mrs. Lomos.

      We take five steps to get to the conference room which is across the hall. My Forever Parents sit at the table so I sit too. “Hi, Ginny,” my Forever Mom says.

      “Hi,” I say back to her. She sits with her hands on her big round belly which is as big as a basketball. My Forever Dad’s belly is big too and his face is round but he doesn’t have a white beard or a nose like a cherry.

      “Ginny, your parents came in to talk about what happened last night with the electronic baby,” says Mrs. Lomos.

      I sit and wait for them to talk. But they don’t.

      “They let me know that you put it in a suitcase,” says Mrs. Lomos. “Is that true?”

      “Do you mean the plastic electronic baby?” I say.

      She looks at me funny. “Yes, of course,” she says.

      “Then yes,” I say.

      “Why did you put it there?”

      I make sure my mouth is shut so no one can see inside my brain. Then I look at her over my glasses. “Because it was screaming,” I say.

      “So you decided to hide it under all your blankets and zip the suitcase shut?”

      “No,” I say. “I kept my quilt out.” Because my quilt is the only thing I have left from the apartment. Gloria’s own Frenchy mom helped her make it when she ran away to Canada with me after she had me in a hospital. They made it together for me and for no one else. I used it all the time to wrap my Baby Doll in.

      “All right, but why didn’t you try to comfort the baby?” says Mrs. Lomos.

      “I did try to comfort the plastic electronic baby,” I say. “I said ush, ush, ush like you’re supposed to and I tried to give it my finger but the hole in its mouth didn’t open. I gave it a bottle too.”

      “And that didn’t work?”

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