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Chapter 30

           ChuckwastooshortforhiseyestoreachwhereThomascouldseethemashespoke,butfromhisnextstatement,Thomasimaginedthemfillingwithableaksadness,maybeeventears."Iusedtocry.Everynight."

           ThismadethoughtsofAlbyleaveThomas’smind."Yeah?"

           "Likeapants-wettin’baby.Almosttillthedayyougothere.ThenIjustgotusedtoit,Iguess.Thisbecamehome,eventhoughwespendeverydayhopingtogetout."

           "I’veonlycriedoncesinceshowingup,butthatwasafteralmostgettingeatenalive.I’mprobablyjustashallowshuck-face."ThomasmightnothaveadmitteditifChuckhadn’topenedup.

           "Youcried?"heheardChucksaythroughthewindow."Then?"

           "Yeah.WhenthelastonefinallyfellovertheCliff,Ibrokedownandsobbedtillmythroatandchesthurt."Thomasrememberedalltoowell."Everythingcrushedinonmeatonce.Suremademefeelbetterdon’tfeelbadaboutcrying.Ever."

           "Kindadoesmakeyafeelbetter,huh?Weirdhowthatworks."

           Afewminutespassedinsilence.ThomasfoundhimselfhopingChuckwouldn’tleave.

           "Hey,Thomas?"Chuckasked.

           "Stillhere."

           "DoyouthinkIhaveparents?Realparents?"

           Thomaslaughed,mostlytopushawaythesuddensurgeofsadnessthestatementcaused."Ofcourseyoudo,shank.Youneedmetoexplainthebirdsandbees?"Thomas’shearthurthecouldremembergettingthatlecturebutnotwho’dgivenittohim.

           "That’snotwhatImeant,"Chucksaid,hisvoicecompletelydevoidofcheer.Itwaslowandbleak,almostamumble.

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