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Samuel rummaged around the tool shed. He found another old blanket for himself and hurried back to where I was laying on the ground. He placed it over his shoulders. Still covered in several blankets, I rose to my feet and leaned beside a tree. Samuel dried himself off as he sat beside me.
“You’ll be fine in no time. The sun will dry you like a raisin,” he said.
“Thanks for saving my life, Samuel,” I whispered.
“So, tell me about school and your friends, Zander. Are they good people?” Samuel threw the towel over the fence.
“School’s okay, I guess…”
“You guess? You have any friends?”
“Samuel…to tell you the truth, I don’t really have any friends,” I confessed.
“Not even one? What about that one boy you told me about? What’s his name?”
“His name’s Shawn––he’s okay. But sometimes he’s annoying and desperate at times.”
“Oh? He’s one of those, eh?” Samuel was a bit hesitant at first. “Tell me what happened? How did you meet him?”
“You sure you want to hear the whole story? You may not like what you hear,”
Samuel closed his eyes and sighed deeply. “Well, you do listen to me preach ‘bout God and the Bible. You didn’t like what I had to say, now did you?”
“I’m sorry. They’re a bit confusin’ at times. But I enjoy any time we spend together, so I don’t mind when you preach to me.”
“You say you want someone to hear you out. To understand you, am I right? Or am I wrong?”
“Yeah. You’re right.”
Samuel opened his eyes and took a deep breath. “Tell me everythin’. Keep no secrets from me.”
“Yeah…that’s what I’m afraid of.”
“Go on.”
“It’s kinda weird telling you all of this…you sure you won’t be mad?”
“No, I judge no one. I won’t think or see you any differently. Be truthful and I’ll do my best to hear you out.”
Table of Contents
Chapter 1 - The Nightmare That Started It All
Chapter 18 - A Streak Of Green
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