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High School Again Ugh Ch 03
‘Hey John, nice game,’ Pamela Stevens said as I passed her in the hallway. ‘Thanks,’ I smiled. ‘Yeah, way to go!’ some guy added. ‘It was a team effort,’ I said, and it was the truth, but it was nice to be appreciated, especially after yesterday. Pop had heaped the chores on me for getting in late Saturday night after the game. I spent all day Sunday working hard, hoping he’d calm down. I even made dinner in hopes of making mom smile. It worked, at least briefly. I sighed to myself. ...