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the locker room. He ducked down, though he
             wasn’t sure what good that would do. Then he
             ran to the end of the room, grateful for the nice
             carpet on the floor. Completely different from

             his school. At Cleveland, everything was dingy,
             cold tile.
                 Finally, he found the locker. He stood in
             front of it and took a big breath. He thought of
             his grandpa lying in the hospital right at this
             moment. He thought about being alone in the

             apartment, no parents, no grandpa. And the
             sadness hit him full force.
                 He had to get that money. He had to.
                 James was no longer shaking. He twirled
             the combination and whipped open the door,

             careful to catch it before it smacked against the
             other lockers.
                 His heart leapt as he saw the backpack:
             black with the green-and-orange logo, which he
             could now fully read. Huffmann Industries.
                 This was Ana’s backpack.












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