“His pronouncement was worth waiting for: “That’s so sick, it’s wack.” A couple minutes later we were shooting hoops on the paved apron in front of my dad’s shop, which is what we always did as soon as Quinn came down from Lead. Both of us played on school teams and were more than decent. There wasn’t much doubt we’d both be JV starters in ninth grade. We tossed our T-shirts aside and launched into a furious game of one-on-one. Quinn had always had a step on me. With his new strength to go along... with his speed and quickness, I knew he’d be better than ever. At the first opportunity, he faked me out in typical Quinn fashion, blew right by like my feet were buried in concrete. He scored with a reverse left-handed lay-in just to serve notice he’d been working on some new moves. He flipped me the ball. “Wake up, Brady. Bring your A game—I’m not taking any prisoners.” Kids from Lead are competitive to begin with, and tough as mining hammers and drills. Then there’s Quinn.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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