“She nodded nonchalantly. “Yes. I know what you’re thinking and I can’t blame you. He can be a pest.”
I grinned. “Can be?”
“Well, he’s mostly like that when he’s on the streets with those two goony characters,” she said. She took a deep breath and sighed. “I’ve tried to talk to him about the way he acts at times, but he won’t listen.”
I wondered if her parents had tried to talk to him, too, but I didn’t ask her.
“If you guys don’t mind, can we change the subject?” Barbara cut in. “When are you wrestling again?” she asked me.
“Thursday night,” I said. “Against Gardner.”
“Hey!” she exclaimed, smiling broadly. “We’re free that night, aren’t we? I mean, our guys are wrestling Pierson Friday night.”
“Right,” Gail said, both of her feet on the skateboard, rocking it back and forth.
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