this is a borzoi book published by alfred a.

412 Pages·2013·2.45 MB·English

by  David Levithan

THIS IS A BORZOI BOOK PUBLISHED BY ALFRED A.
KNOPF
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and
incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination
or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons,
living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.
Text copyright © 2011 by David Levithan
Jacket and interior photographs copyright © 2011 by
Jonathan Farmer
All rights reserved. Published in the United States by Alfred
A. Knopf, an imprint of Random House Children’s Books, a
division of Random House, Inc., New York.
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Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Levithan, David.
Every you, every me / by David Levithan ; photographs by
Jonathan Farmer.
p. cm.
Summary: Evan is haunted by the loss of his best friend, but
when mysterious photographs start appearing, he begins to
fall apart as he starts to wonder if she has returned, seeking
vengeance.
ISBN 978-0-375-86098-0 (trade) — ISBN 978-0-375-96098-7
(lib. bdg.) — ISBN 978-0-375-89621-7 (ebook)
[1. Mental illness—Fiction. 2. Emotional problems—Fiction.
3. Interpersonal relations—Fiction. 4. Friendship—Fiction. 5.
High schools—Fiction. 6. Schools—Fiction.] I. Farmer,
Jonathan, ill. II. Title.
PZ7.L5798Ev 2011
[Fic]—dc22
2010048723
Random House Children’s Books supports the First
Amendment and celebrates the right to read.
v3.1
To Jake Hamilton
(for living photographically)
—DL
To Mom and Dad
—JF
Contents
Title Page
Copyright
Dedication
1 1A 1B
2 2A 2B 2C
3 3A 3B 3C 3D 3E 3F
4 4A 4B 4C
5 5A 5B 5C 5D
6 6A 6B 6C 6D 6E 6F 6G 6H 6I
7 7A 7B
8 8A 8B 8C
9 9A 9B 9C 9D 9E 9F 9G 9H 9I
9J 9K 9L 9M 9N
10 10A
11 11A 11B 11C 11D 11E 11F
11G 11H 11I 11J 11K 11L 11M
11N 11O
12 12A 12B 12C 12D 12E 12F
12G 12H 12I 12J 12K
13 13A 13B
14 14A
15 15A
16 16A 16B 16C 16D 16E
17 17A 17B 17C 17D 17E 17F
18 18A 18B 18C 18D 18E 18F
19
20 20A 20B 20C 20D 20E 20F
20G 20H 20I 20J
21 21A
22 22A 22B 22C
23
24
Acknowledgments
About the Author and Photographer
1
It was your birthday. The first one
after you left vanished were gone.
When I woke up, I dreamed thought
about other birthdays. Ones where we’d
been together.
Like two years ago. Freshman year.
When I had you all to myself. I asked
you what you wanted and you said roses,
and then you said, “But not the flowers.”
So I spent weeks gathering presents: a
polished piece of rose quartz, White
Rose tea, a ceramic tile I’d bought at the
White House in fourth grade featuring
the Rose Garden. A novel called Rose
Sees Red, a biography of Gypsy Rose
Lee, a mix of songs by bands called Blue
Roses, the Stone Roses, White Rose
Movement. Then I rigged your locker
with pulleys, so when you opened it, all
the objects rose. I’m not sure you got
that part, not until I told you. But you
were so happy then. This was before
happiness became so complicated. This
was when you could ask me for
something, I could give it to you, and the
world would be right.
And then there was last year. You
went out with Jack at night, but I at least
had you for the afternoon. I asked you
what you wanted and you said you didn’t
want anything. And I told you I wasn’t
planning on giving you anything; I was
planning on giving you something. That
whole week, we started to divide things
into those two categories: anything or
something. A piece of jewelry bought at
a department store: anything. A piece of
jewelry made by hand: something. A
dollar: anything. A sand dollar:
something. A gift certificate: anything.
An IOU for two hours of starwatching:
something. A drunk kiss at a party:
anything. A sober kiss alone in a park:
something. We ended up spending the
afternoon walking around, pointing at
things and labeling them anything or
something. Should I have paid closer
attention? Written them down? No, it
was a good day. Wasn’t it? At the end,
you pointed to me and said something.
And I pointed back and said something.
I held on to that.