He was suddenly ashamed that he’d thought he might be regarded with respect by the other kids. Trying to profit for himself from Leslie’s death. I wanted to be the best—the fastest runner in the school—and now I am. Lord, he made himself sick. He didn’t care what the others said or what they thought, just as long as they left him alone—just so long as he didn’t have to talk to them or meet their stares. They had all hated Leslie. Except maybe Janice. Even after they’d given up trying to make Leslie miserable, they’d kept on despising her—as though there was one of them worth the nail on
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