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Chapter 9

           Pleaseletmebewrong.

           Chuckthoughtforamoment."Idon’tknow.It’sbetterthan"

           "Yeah,Iknow,livinginpileofklunk."Thomasstoodupandpushedhischairbackunderthetable.HelikedChuck,buttryingtohaveanintelligentconversationwithhimwasimpossible.Nottomentionfrustratingandirritating."GomakeyourselfanothersandwichI’mgoingexploring.Seeyatonight."

           HesteppedoutofthekitchenandintothecourtyardbeforeChuckcouldoffertojoinhim.TheGladehadgonebacktobusinessasusualpeopleworkingthejobs,thedoorsoftheBoxclosed,sunshiningdown.Anysignsofacrazedgirlbearingnotesofdoomhaddisappeared.

           Havinghadhistourcutshort,hedecidedtotakeawalkaroundtheGladeonhisownandgetabetterlookandfeelfortheplace.Heheadedoutforthenortheastcorner,towardthebigrowsoftallgreencornstalksthatlookedreadytoharvest.Therewasotherstuff,too:tomatoes,lettuce,peas,alotmorethatThomasdidn’trecognize.

           Hetookadeepbreath,lovingthefreshwhiffofdirtandgrowingplants.Hewasalmostpositivethesmellwouldbringbacksomesortofpleasantmemory,butnothingcame.Ashegotcloser,hesawthatseveralboyswereweedingandpickinginthesmallfields.Onewavedathimwithasmile.Anactualsmile.

           Maybethisplacewon’tbesobadafterall,Thomasthought.Noteveryoneherecouldbeajerk.Hetookanotherdeepbreathofthepleasantairandpulledhimselfoutofhisthoughtstherewasalotmorehewantedtosee.

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