Monday morning, I walk into class and notice Tides’ seat is empty. I guess that’s nothing to immediately worry about, but knowing what I know about the people he owes money to, I can’t help but feel a growing sense of trepidation.
I take my seat near Debbie. She’s practically bouncing in her chair.
“You’ll never believe what happened,” she says.
That feeling of trepidation inside of me grows into full-on dread.
“What happened?” I ask.
“Tide was attacked,” Debbie says.
I know her grin is borne in excitement of sharing the hottest gossip, but it still feels mismatched against the words she’s saying.
“He was jumped on his way to class by some muggers. They took what little money he had, but that mustn’t have been enough. They put him in the hospital. He has a slew of broken bones and b
