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Chapter 29

           Chuckpausedtotakeabreath,thenkeptgoing."Thatfirstnight,whenyouwerebraggingaboutbeingaRunnerandallthatklunkshuckit,Iwaslaughinginsidesohard.Ikepttellingmyself,thissucker’sinforarudeawakening.Well,youprovedmewrong,huh?"

           ButThomasdidn’tfeelliketalkingaboutit."Ijustdidwhatanyoneelsewould’vedone.It’snotmyfaultMinhoandNewtwantmetobeaRunner."

           "Yeah,right.Quitbeingmodest."

           BeingaRunnerwasthelastthingonThomas’smind.Whathecouldn’tstopthinkingaboutwasTeresa,thevoiceinhishead,whatshe’dsaid."IguessI’malittleexcited."Thomasforcedagrin,thoughhecringedatthethoughtofhangingoutintheSlammerbyhimselfalldaybeforehegottostart.

           "We’llseehowyoufeelafterrunningyourgutsout.Anyway,aslongasyouknowoldChuckyisproudofyou."

           Thomassmiledathisfriend’senthusiasm."Ifonlyyouweremymom,"Thomasmurmured,"life’dbeapeach."Mymom,hethought.Theworldseemedtodarkenforamomenthecouldn’tevenrememberhisownmother.Hepushedthethoughtawaybeforeitconsumedhim.

           Theymadeittothekitchenandgrabbedaquickbreakfast,takingtwoemptyseatsatthebigtableinside.EveryGladergoinginandoutthedoorgaveThomasastare;afewcameupandofferedcongratulations.Otherthanasprinklingofdirtylookshereandthere,mostpeopleseemedtobeonhisside.ThenherememberedGally.

           "Hey,Chuck,"heaskedaftertakingabiteofeggs,tryingtosoundcasual.

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