第8部分(第2/7 頁)

　We　are　all　equal。

n　can　not　stop　thinking　about　butt　of　b

Nate　was　in　Jackson　Hole　lunch　with　Anthony　Avuldsen；　Charlie　Dern　and　Jeremy　Scott

Tornpkinson　in　the　interval　between　the　evidence　of　calculating　and　chemistry。　The　proof　of

calculation　had　been　quarry　total　and　all　were　reloading　with　burgers；　fries　and　Cocas　to

pass　by　the　chemical；　which　probably　would　be　much　worse。　Nate　thought　that　the　restaurant

should　invest　in　some　of　ceiling　fans　to　remove　the　smell　of　fried　onions　that　hangs　in　the

air。　He　also　thought　about　Jenny　and　Blair　in　that　way　not　very　defined　and　carefree　that

tended　to　use　most　of　the　things。

Jennifer　did　not　know　of　since　the　evening　of　Saturday；　which　was　weird；　because　in　general

she　sent　text　messages；　small　encrypted　by　phone　or　e…mails　fresh　short　in　his　address　to

the　St。　Jude's　School。　Maybe　she　just　was　busy　studying　for　tests。

Nate　and　took　away　the　plate　of　the　Nokia　pocket。　Doeria　not　have　anything　for　her　a　text

message；　just　to　keep　morale　high　during　the　tests。

Oh；　how　much　consideration。

Srt　good！；　He　said。　Qnta　trde　you　lv　cmprs　bj　N。

Jeremu　his　arms　stretched　thin　and　turned　his　head　to　relax　the　neck。

…Hey；　who　you　're　telling　the　torpedo；　man？　…　He　was　a　little　boy　and　a　half　idiot；　so

skinny　that　I　could　not　keep　the　pants　at　the　waist；　but　offset　that　with　the　haircut　of　the

rock　star　of　English　and　a　way　to　talk　about　doid？o。

Nate　has　the　shoulders。

…Nothing　that　is　in　your　account。

Anthony　put　a　bunch　of　ketchup…soaked　fries　in　the　mouth。　He　played　in　almost　all　the　sports

teams　of　the　St。　Jude's；　then　you　could　eat　chips　all　day　and　still　continue　curvy。