Look Up For Me (Continued)
“Well …” I decide to ask him, “Do you ever feel like you're sitting in a crowded room – I mean, not like claustrophobic crowded but like crowded enough to feel a little uncomfortable – and everyone is talking and you scream. You scream so loud you feel like the sound reverberations might cause your throat to explode. You just keep screaming, but no one even looks up. Do you ever feel like that?”
“Are you asking if I ever feel invisible?”
He isn't listening to me.
“No. Do you ever feel like that? Like what I just described.” Luke's eyes roll around in their sockets. He says “no” firmly, then picks up his chemistry textbook.
I say, “Oh, okay,” but before the second syllable can even escape my mouth, Luke cuts me off.
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