“Yes, they did,” he said. He wondered how Zero knew that.
Brand X was a popular brand of sneakers. Maybe Clyde Livingston made a commercial for them.
Zero stared at him for a moment, with the same intensity with which he had been staring at the letter.
Stanley poked his finger through a hole in the vinyl couch and pulled out some of the stuffing.
He wasn’t aware of what he was doing. “C’mon, Caveman, dinner,” said Armpit. “You coming, Caveman?” said Squid.
Stanley looked around to see that Armpit and Squid were talking to him. “Uh, sure,” he said.
He put the piece of stationery back in the box, then got up and followed the boys out to the tables.
The Lump wasn’t the Caveman. He was. He shrugged his left shoulder. It was better than Barf Bag.
Stanley had no trouble falling asleep, but morning came much too quickly.
Every muscle and joint in his body ached as he tried to get out of bed.
He didn’t think it was possible but his body hurt more than it had the day before.
It wasn’t just his arms and back, but his legs, ankles, and waist also hurt.
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