7 - OUTSIDE THE SCHOOL GATESThe timber slat fence encompassing the retirement village next to the school was tall, with little enclaves every few metres along the main road. These enclaves offered valuable places for students to hide when they wanted to conduct activities out of sight.
“It’s cold,” Angus mumbled to himself, his backpack against the fence near his feet. Like at the height of his chocolate business, hardly a fortnight ago, his backpack and pockets were filled with products he was looking to—needing to—sell. On the way to school, he had purchased a box of the cheapest pens he could find at Moving Stationery. The box of 100 pens cost him $30. He had made the optimistic calculation that if he could sell the pens for one dollar each, he would only need to sell thirty to break e
