Candide EXERPT
Mr. Fairweather appeared as the home room teacher on Monday. The Tweaker was not there. Nothing was said about his absence, though there were whispered speculations in the area behind Adam where the clique sat.
Whatever the reason, Adam found the change welcome.
On the way to gym things grew grim.
“We think you killed him,” said Slake, the prime bully of the class, “Everyone thinks you did.”
“What makes you think he’s dead?” Adam muttered. “If he is dead, he was bound to die.”
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