07-20-2015, 05:26 PM
"I can't even say anything about that, because I don't know anything about the cars my family sells." He let the other youth go.
"I'll expect you at my house tomorrow after school." Chance plucked a page from one of his notebooks after rummaging through his backpack, and scrawled his address and cell phone number onto it. "You'll be expected, so don't worry about being let in or not. If you can't get there on your own, I'll make arrangements so it's possible." After shoving the paper into the deaf boy's hands, he walked away, headed home and hoping his parents would stop bugging him about the classic car they'd bought him for his birthday, and expected him to repair.
They wouldn't exactly be surprised when he told them he'd hired a tutor. They'd probably be happy he was making an effort.
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