As we reached the wooded hill that led to the pipe, Cheater said, “Uh-oh.””What’s wrong?” I asked.”Is anyone here thinking about kicking the crap out of me?” he asked.”Not me,” I said.”Me either,” Lucky said.”Maybe...

You know what guys do? They stand up for people.

I totally don’t know what to do.” He got up and started pacing. “Am I supposed to get you a present? Or maybe a card. I’m completely lost.