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undershirt onmy sweater feels abrasiveand my ribs hurt. My classmates arduously fumble their
way through a discussion of Billy Budd. Finally the bell ringsand they escape. I follow
slowlyand Ruth walks with me.
“Are you okay?” she asks.
“Mostly.”
“I did what you said.”
“What time?”
“Around six. I was afraid his parents would come home and find him. It was hard to cut him out.
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“Good. Did a lot of people see him?”
“Yeaheverybody. Wellall the girls. No guysas far as I know.” The halls are almost empty.
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