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... got all day!"
The engine idled rough, spitting exhaust into Brooklyn air. Other group home kids pressed faces against windows, waiting for him.
Javier’s pen remained frozen over the Golden Gloves application.
Miguel understood the pressure. "Take the form. Think it over tonight."
The paper crumpled as Javier stuffed it into his jacket pocket. His hand shook slightly from the adrenaline crash after sparring.
"Whatever you decide, you showed heart today," Mi ...
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