I bent to pick it wondering what it was and how it got there. It was a piece of the loose leaf we used to make notes, torn from the pad and folded in ...our. My name was written on the front in red felt tip, the ‘a’ replaced with a heart. Clarissa’s neat hand was unmistakable. She must have slipped it through one of the vent slats at the top of the locker—the sort of things kids did when they were younger, but I hadn’t had a note like this in three or four years. There was no real need these days. He gave me a nod as I began to climb thestairs and said, "Hey, Ryan." Hey, Phillip," I returned. I had forgotten about my voice changing andwas surprised by the high pitch. Neither my brother nor his friendsseemed to notice anything was different, however. I went up half a level.Mom was in the laundry room laying clean panties out on the drier. Shewas a registered nurse and usually worked second shift, so she was oftenup late like this. She liked to take care of a few tasks before. More

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