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Chapter 8-1
Chapter 8 Harris sat at the desk in his room, watching videos on his laptop. He felt restless, but he didn’t know how to direct his energy. He texted Brittany, but she was too busy at work to entertain him. He wanted to find Mitchell’s soul mate, but he had no clue where to even start. And Mitchell wasn’t going to be any help there. Mr. Summers closed Harris’ laptop. “Hey!” “Here.” The tan, blond man shoved Harris’ iPad into his hands. “It’s late, I should go to bed.” “It’s not that late. You’ve been cooped up all day since you got back from the doctor’s.” Mr. Summers opened the top drawer in Harris’ bureau. “And your whole clothing organization could use some help.” “Thanks.” Harris scratched his stomach. “Do you think I should wear pajamas, like, all the time?” “No. That’s why we
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