Harry "Fatty" Lane got home at 10 p.m., his mind racing with thoughts of Coach Ruby Sutton’s grueling daily tasks and the tragic fate of his snack stash. He felt genuinely sorry for himself.
Still, Harry wasn't a quitter. He headed into the small garden behind his house and spent thirty minutes grinding through the reps. By the time he finished, exhaustion had seeped into every muscle, but a strange sense of fulfillment washed over him.
He looked up at the stars and wondered: If my life was never tiring, if I never pushed for anything, what would even be the point of it all?
After a quick shower, Harry powered through an hour of homework before finally collapsing into bed at midnight.
The next morning at breakfast, Harry shocked his parents by packing every single snack he owned into t
