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Chapter 2

           Buthetookadeepbreathandforcedhimselftotrytoacceptthesituation.Justgowithit,hethought.Youwon’tfigureoutanythingifyougiveintofear.

           "Thentellme,"Thomascalledout,strugglingtokeephisvoiceeven."Tellmethelongstory."

           Albyglancedatthefriendsclosesttohim,rollinghiseyes,andThomasstudiedthecrowdagain.Hisoriginalestimatehadbeenclosetherewereprobablyfiftytosixtyofthem,rangingfromboysintheirmidteenstoyoungadultslikeAlby,whoseemedtobeoneoftheoldest.Atthatmoment,Thomasrealizedwithasickeninglurchthathehadnoideahowoldhewas.Hisheartsankatthethoughthewassolosthedidn’tevenknowhisownage.

           "Seriously,"hesaid,givingupontheshowofcourage."WhereamI?"

           Albywalkedovertohimandsatdowncross-legged;thecrowdofboysfollowedandpackedinbehind.Headspoppeduphereandthere,kidsleaningineverydirectiontogetabetterlook.

           "Ifyouain’tscared,"Albysaid,"youain’thuman.ActanydifferentandI’dthrowyouofftheCliffbecauseit’dmeanyou’reapsycho."

           "TheCliff?"Thomasasked,blooddrainingfromhisface.

           "Shuckit,"Albysaid,rubbinghiseyes."Ain’tnowaytostarttheseconversations,yougetme?Wedon’tkillshankslikeyouhere,Ipromise.Justtryandavoidbeingkilled,survive,whatever."

           Hepaused,andThomasrealizedhisfacemust’vewhitenedevenmorewhenheheardthatlastpart.

           "Man,"Albysaid,thenranhishandsoverhisshorthairasheletoutalongsigh.

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