He walked over to Leslie. “OK, you had your fun. You can run on up to the hopscotch now.”
“But I won the heat,” she said. Gary lowered his head like a bull.
“Girls aren't supposed to play on the lower field. Better get up there before one of the teachers sees you.”
“I want to run,” she said quietly. “You already did.” “Whatsa matter, Fulcher?” All Jess's anger was bubbling out.
He couldn't seem to stop the flow. “Whatsa matter? Scared to race her?”
Fulcher's fist went up. But Jess walked away from it.
Fulcher would have to let her run now, he knew. And Fulcher did, angrily and grudgingly.
She beat him. She came in first and turned her large shining eyes on a bunch of dumb sweating-mad faces.
The bell rang. Jess started across the lower field, his hands still deep in his pockets.
She caught up with him. He took his hands out and began to trot toward the hill.
She'd got him into enough trouble. She speeded up and refused to be shaken off.
“Thanks,” she said. “Yeah?” For what? he was thinking.
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