What happened?” “I guess he got caught with some pot.” “Jesus, I’m sorry. Did he get arrested?
“Oh, no, they don’t involve the police with stuff like that.
I wanted to tell him the police sure as hell got involved with stuff like that at White River High School, but I stayed quiet.
He’s getting suspended, though.It was just cold enough that I could see the air steam out of my mouth.
Maybe that’ll be good for him.” “Well, he’s been suspended twice before, and it hasn’t helped him so far.
I mean, who brings pot to school when they’re thirteen? It’s like he wants to get in trouble.”
“I’m sorry,” I said. “He needs a dad,” Davis said. “Even a shitty dad.
And I can’t—like, I have no fucking idea what to do with him. Lyle tried to talk to him today,
but Noah’s just so monosyllabic—cool, yeah, ’sup, right. I can tell he misses Dad, but I can’t do anything about it, you know?
Lyle isn’t his father. I’m not his father. Anyway, I just really needed to vent, and you’re the only person I can talk to at the moment.
The only rolled over me. I could feel my palms starting to sweat. “Let’s watch that movie,” I said at last.
Down in the theater, he said to me, “I was trying to think of space movies you might like.
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