Gay Chapter 10
Walking to school with my nerd friends the next morning helped to ease my conscience at having neglected them. “More cross-country?” asked Dennis, indicating my kit bag. “Yes. There’s a race on Sunday. Coach Budd has already picked the team so tonight’s for venue details and tactics.” “Cool,” said Dennis. “I hope you win for once.” “Fat chance,” I replied. Everyone laughed. “How’s the Kevin Randell index of weirdness today?” asked Michael. I raised an arm above my head and waved it...