but he really didn't mind having a chance to see how the others were doing since spring.
Fulcher was a one, of course, having started everything with himself.
Jess grinned at Fulcher's back and stuck his hands into the pockets of his corduroys, wriggling his right forefinger through the hole.
Gary won the first heat easily and had plenty of breath left to boss the organizing of the second.
A few of the younger boys drifted off to play King of the Mountain on the slope between the upper and lower fields.
Out of the corner of his eye, Jess saw someone coming down from the upper field.
He turned his back and pretended to concentrate on Fulcher's high-pitched commands.
“Hi.” Leslie Burke had come up beside him. He shifted slightly away. “Umph.”
“Aren't you running?” “Later.” Maybe if he didn't look at her, she would go back to the upper field where she belonged.
Gary told Earle Watson to bang the start. Jess watched. Nobody with much speed in that crowd.
He kept his eyes on the shirttails and bent backs. A fight broke out at the finish line between Jimmy Mitchell and Clyde Deal.
Everyone rushed to see. Jess was aware that Leslie Burke stayed at his elbow, but he was careful not to look her way.
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