Beautiful Boy
He finally lets up, and I grab his hand as we leave.
Once inside the truck again, we’re both quiet.
“What was that?” I ask him.
“If you ever see Duncan again, don’t look at him, don’t smile at him, don’t even breathe near him, just get the fuck away.”
I was confused, but Sam was still fuming, staring straight outside the windshield so I just nodded and remained quiet.
Who was this Duncan guy?
And why was Samuel so rilled up about him?
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“So, after high school, what’s your next move?” Sam and I were now cooped up in my room. He sat on the floor, reading a textbook while I struggled to finish my homework
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