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His Father

Later on, I headed down to Trey’s dad’s house. Maybe his dad knows where Trey is. Maybe I could ask him. Trey will probably be pissed at me if I do, but hell; Jack’s going kill me first if anyone has a chance.

I strolled to the door and knocked. Suddenly, Trey’s father stepped out. His appearance and smell was disturbing but he smiled. “I know you. You’re one of Trey’s little friends. Well hi, I’m Jon.â€?

“Hi … Jon, have you seen Trey?â€?

“Well actually, he left for a ball camp. Guess he didn’t mention it to you. It was probably ‘cuz of the fight he had with that mad boy, Jack. That boy comes here, makin’ a mess and yellin’ at Trey. So Trey left for camp but he’ll be back soon. Here’s a warning for ya, stay away from that Jack boy.â€?

“Thanks, it was good to see you.â€?

“Stop by anytime.â€?

I settled down by the lake. “What am I supposed to do now? I can hide from Jack for a few days until Trey gets back.â€? I said out loud.

“Yeah, I don’t think that’s gonna work.â€?

I turned slowly to look up at Jack.

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