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Chapter 13

           Albylookedathiswatch."Betterwaittillthewake-uptomorrow."

           "Smartestthingyou’vesaidinaweek."Minhorightedhimselffromleaningonthewall,hitAlbyonthearm,thenstartedwalkingtowardtheHomesteadwithaslightlimp.Hespokeoverhisshoulderasheshuffledawayitlookedlikehiswholebodywasinpain."Ishouldgobackoutthere,butscrewit.I’mgonnagoeatsomeofFrypan’snastycasserole."

           Thomasfeltawashofdisappointment.HehadtoadmitMinhodidlooklikehedeservedarestandabitetoeat,buthewantedtolearnmore.

           ThenAlbyturnedtoThomas,surprisinghim."Ifyouknowsomethingandain’ttellin’me..."

           Thomaswassickofbeingaccusedofknowingthings.Wasn’tthattheprobleminthefirstplace?Hedidn’tknowanything.Helookedattheboysquareinthefaceandasked,simply,"Whydoyouhatemesomuch?"

           ThelookthatcameoverAlby’sfacewasindescribablepartconfusion,partanger,partshock."Hateyou?Boy,youain’tlearnednothin’sinceshowingupinthatBox.Thisain’tgotnothin’todowithnohateorlikeorloveorfriendsoranything.Allwecareaboutissurviving.Dropyoursissysideandstartusingthatshuckbrainifyougotone."

           Thomasfeltlikehe’dbeenslapped."But...whydoyoukeepaccusing"

           "Cuzitcan’tbeacoincidence,slinthead!Youpopinhere,thenwegetusagirlNewbiethenextday,acrazynote,Bentryin’tobiteya,deadGrievers.Something’sgoin’onandIain’trestin’tillIfigureitout."

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