Read the excerpt from The Red Umbrella.Frankie pulled my arm. "Don’t leave me.” . . .I reached out to touch Frankie. "I have to go, but I’ll try—”"Fine!” He pushed my hand away and slumped back into the seat.I bent down, picked up my bag, and walked into the building. . . . For such a large building, it was strangely quiet, as if even sounds got lost inside. The hallway seemed to stretch on for miles. The heavy double doors creaked as they closed behind me. I quickly turned back and looked through the doors’ narrow windows. My heart shattered. I could see Frankie’s hands splayed against the station wagon’s side window as I heard his muffled yell. "Luuuciiiaaa!”