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ugh position you've put me in, Garth. I hate the idea
of leaving you like this."
"Well, don't worry about it." He put his hand on Pat's
shoulder. "I'm a big Kat now, I should be able to make my own
decisions, right?"
"I'm five times your age."
"Yeah, so?" Garth smiled. "Come on, let's go."
They walked back to the stream. Garth looked at the water
flowing under the dark cylinder and said "This is crazy."
"You said you wanted to do it."
"So I did." He dropped his backpack on the ground. "I won't
be needing that anymore. At least, that's what everybody tells
me." He pulled his T-shirt off and dropped it on the sand,
followed by his boots. "I hate losing these shoes after breaking
them in so damned quickly."
"That just means they'll lose form fast," Pat said. "But if
you want, I can pack 'em out for you and leave them with your
friends."
"Could you?" Garth said. "I'd appreciate it."
"Must be nice knowing
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