Chapter 3: Clint HillyClint Hilly had just turned eighteen and graduated from Mt. Airy High School with honors. A bright kid with a promising future. He stood at six-four, thin as a rail with a brush of a muscle, and shared a lot of humor with those around him. Most of his peers called him a prankster and joker because they had always seen him in a good mood, bubbly, cheerful, all-smiles most of the time, and low maintenance. The girls at Mt. Airy High School, before graduating the week before, always wanted to go out on dates with him, to make personal discoveries of their own; rumor had it that his private part could turn into eleven inches of firm goodness, although none of those frisky girls had the chance since he liked manhandling boys over easy girls.
He played football with the Mt
