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" As I said, Kristy is the most outgoing, outspoken member of the club. And usually nothing is as important to her as the Baby-sitters Club and making sure it stays ship-shape, but now she could barely concentrate on it.
“Do you want to lie down or something, Kristy?” I asked.
She shook her head. “I’m not ill. It’s just so … so sad, about Amelia.” Kristy bit her lip, trying hard not to burst into tears. “Why Amelia? What did she do to deserve this?”
This was very weird. Amelia and Kristy were friends, but not close friends. In fact, I knew Amelia better than Kristy did.
I could understand why Kristy was upset that someone our age had died, but I couldn’t understand why Kristy was having more trouble than the rest of us accepting the bad news. "
― Ann M. Martin , Mary Anne and the Memory Garden (The Baby-Sitters Club, #93)