When Chad comes to a stop in front of me, he crosses his arms, tilts his head, and lifts his eyebrows at me in a challenging, defiant way. “So?” he says, sounding smart. “Is this enough?” I realize all the laughter and shouting have quieted down to a general murmur of whispers, hushes, and silence. Everyone is very much attending this moment right now. Chad looks all around him, taking in the faces of everyone else for a moment. “I made this guy’s life hell back in school. This guy right here, this amazing, awesome guy, Lance
