
Commendable brainstorming, comrades. That’s what I call teamwork. Your ideas and connotations make a lot of sense. We completely agree with AniStory and dem_94 that charms are symbols of yourself, something unique that distinguishes you from everyone else. They’re little fragments of your life, like AllieK and Sakura said, and when you put them all together, you get something utterly individual. Distinct.
And if there’s one thing Susanna isn’t, at least in my mind, it’s distinct. That empty bracelet is definitely a metaphor for Susanna’s place in this whole mystery.
Amanda would consider it a tragedy for anyone to go through life—or even just high school—without a story of her own. She would consider it a curse to just blend in or be like everyone else. In fact, Callie and Amanda once had a conversation very similar to this one…
I hadn’t realized I’d been smiling until Amanda poked me in the side. “What, what?” I asked, unable to prevent my smile’s growing.
“What’s with the smile?”
Since I was now practically grinning from ear to ear, my “What smile?” sounded even more ridiculous.
“Nothing!” I said. “I’m just . . .” I shrugged.
“You’re intrigued,” said Amanda.
I loved how she said that. Not, You’re crushed out, which is what Heidi or Traci or Kelli would have said. Not, You like him.
You’re intrigued.
I nodded, still smiling. “I’m intrigued,” I admitted.
“Why?” asked Amanda. “What intrigues you about him?”
“I don’t know,” I said. “He’s just . . .” I closed my eyes and again saw Hal running by. “He’s just . . . he’s so his own person, you know? You didn’t meet him before, when we were in middle school, but he was this enormous . . . dork, really. And then he comes back this year and he’s a total hottie and there’s all this buzz about him and it’s like he doesn’t care. It’s like he doesn’t even know!” I opened my eyes, finally, and looked at the space where Hal had been. “I’d like to be like that.”
“A total hottie everyone’s buzzing about?” asked Amanda, laughing. But the way she said it I knew that she knew that wasn’t what I meant.
“My own person,” I said quietly. “I’d like to be my own person.”
If ever there were a mantra for Amanda, Callie basically identified it without even realizing it, in that one little nugget of a statement. I believe it was the great Dr. Seuss who said there is no one alive who is you-er than you . . . or words to that effect. And maybe that is exactly what Amanda is trying to get us all to do, each and every one of us, for ourselves and each other? I know, it’s a little woo-woo, but possible, right? Now it’s up to us, Amanda’s brain trust, to figure out the next step.
TheAccomplice and GirlinBlack13 said none of us really knows Susanna that well. We can’t help her become her own person until we know who that person is. As Amanda always said, if you start by looking at yourself, you can sometimes find out a lot about other people …
