“It’s been you, hasn’t it?” I whispered. “You’re the reason no one gave me hassle over the pitch incident? You’ve been protecting me?” He stared warily at me but didn’t respond. “Come on, Johnny,” I sighed. “I’m not thick. I know you had something to do with it. I was half-naked in front of a field of boys. I threw up outside my locker, for god’s sakes. Gossip like that doesn’t just evaporate into thin air.” “I told you that day outside Twomey’s office that I wouldn’t let anyone hurt you,” he finally admitted. Yeah, he did. He promised. And he kept it… “Well, thanks for caring,” I breathed.
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