woods. Hannah told Justin you were wigged way out when she found you. What was that about? And where did you go?â
âI told you, Paulie, I canât talk about it. Itâs taken care of now, though, so you donât have to worry.â
âWere you high?â
âPaulie, come on.â
âHannah also told Justin you didnât even know where you were.â
âLook, I was scared, okay? Can we leave it at that?â
âNot if I ran the zoo,â Paulie says. âBut I fucking donât run the zoo.â
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Thereâs no open gym tonight, so Paulie drives aimlessly through neighborhoods killing time before putting in a couple of late hours cleaning up at The Rocket. He runs his earlier conversation with Mary over and over in his head and it still leaves him uneasy. Awful things, Paulie. What the fuck; he should get a million miles away from this.
The calories heâs burned in the water today are catching up with him and a giant bag of buttered popcorn fills his imagination, so he pulls into the parking lot shared by the mall and the 16-screen cineplex .
âHey, Marley,â he says to Marley Waits through the glass at the ticket booth.
âHey, Paulie. Going to the movies alone, huh?â
Paulie smiles. âItâs not that bad, yet,â he says.
Marley looks at him with a hint of pity.
âWhat I need more than sympathy right now is popcorn,â he says, grimacing. âAny chance you can get me in as far as the concession stand?â He raises his eyebrows.
Marley looks behind her to see that no bosses are near, then back at him, shaking her head. âDonât look at me like that,â she says, âyouâre in enough trouble. And donât sneak in on me, okay?â
Paulie raises his right hand. âGood as my word,â he says, and Marley flinches. âI had that coming. I promise I will go only as far as the popcorn stand.â
âListen,â she says. âIâm really sorry about you and Hannah. I mean, Iâm on her side and everything, but . . . well, Iâm sorry.â
Paulie turns to look behind him, aware he might be holding up the line. There is none. âHell, Iâm on her side,â he says, turning back. âIt was dumb.â
Marley shakes her head. âWho in the world did you . . .â
âPrivileged,â Paulie says.
âHave you seen Hannahâs Facebook page?â Marley grimaces. âMan, I wouldnât want to be whoever the chick was if she finds out. I mean, have you seen the arms on her?â
Paulie smiles again. âI have seen the arms on her,â he says. Iâve also seen what theyâre attached to. âAny chance I could get that popcorn?â
âSure.â Something behind him catches her eye and her face pales. âDonât look now. . . .â
But he does, in time to see Hannah getting out of the passenger side of Arney Stackâs Audi. Arney walks around the car toward her, places a hand in the middle of her back as they walk toward the theater.
âGuess I wasnât as hungry as I thought,â Paulie says. âThanks anyway.â
âAw, Paulie.â But heâs gone. He jogs to his Beetle and in seconds is pulling onto the main street.
.9
W hen Mary Wells walks into Period 8 the following day, the room goes quiet.
âMs. Wells,â Logs says. âWelcome back.â
âThanks,â she says in a near whisper, and moves sheepishly to a desk. She sits, hands folded on the flat surface in front of her.
âDonât mean to be pushy,â Justin says, âbut how about bringinâ us up to speed.â
Logs says, âJustin . . .â
âNo,â Mary says. âHeâs right.â Sheâs quiet again, glancing quickly at Hannah, then Paulie. Almost imperceptibly Paulie shakes his head, donât do it.
She looks at Arney, who smiles and
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