Chapter 4When Justin woke up the next morning, it was still dark, though the clock said seven, and he could hear the rain on the roof. If this keeps up, he thought, there’ll be no yard work today. But I’d better haul my ass out of bed and get over there in case Ed has other things for us to do.
As he munched his Wheaties, he thought of Gary, who’d teased him about his fondness for the Breakfast of Champions. So I like ‘em, so shut up.
Justin hadn’t received an email from his friend since he’d left for music camp, but then, he remembered, he’d been so wrapped up in his new job and his budding friendship with Todd that he hadn’t emailed Gary either. He resolved to correct that oversight sometime over the weekend. He missed Gary’s quiet humor, even the occasional periods when it seemed that
