Chapter 15Tom Alan managed a halfway-decent practice after that. Mrs. Mischen was as generous with her praise as she’d been with her scolding. The good words, her smile, sure were a lot nicer.
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After practice, at the mall, Kat ended up signing two autographs, Ben only one, which meant he bought dinner—KFC, an indulgence they had to forego during hard-core training.
“You eat like that and still look like that?” Kat teased as Tom Alan scarfed down his third Extra Crispy drumstick.
It reminded him of Christmas.
“You must have really good metabolism.”
“I guess.” Tom Alan smirked between crunches. The duo made him feel like they were an actual trio. He liked them a lot.
Things got a little serious after lunch. Ben was forthcoming on not hearing from Adam. “It sucks. Most of the ti
