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half boys nobody was looking for hard enough. I was one of them before I got out. I took his ledger and his cash because I thought if I ran far enough, I could make him bleed even if I couldn’t stop him.”
I closed my eyes. The porch smelled of sun-baked wood, diesel, and the old coffee gone cold on the rail.
“Tommy.”
“You didn’t know,” he said. “I made continue reading …
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