The Shim (part 3)
He didn't know at all how the other boys would react if they knew what he was up to. He had not made friends yet, the time was far too short for that. If everything would run as expected, he would stay here for a long time. Probably until the end of his high school.
It seemed as if they had a special bond and always knew a lot more about the world, but also about each other. They gave him a poke, pulled up their chin and raised their thumb. “Still just a few weeks, huh?” They laughed at him. “Then the time has come. Finally, man. Redeemed from the damned carnival and the dabling.” He didn't
even mind that strudling and he didn't know what else he was going to get rid of, but that audience, those kids, that was a relief. And did you think that their parents would call them to order? Forget it, they were nowhere to be found, or had already had a sip.
