Kulee thought a moment, then shook her head. “They’re all places you’ve delivered to before,” she said as Dave looked over the addresses.ĭave thanked her and started to move away but stopped and pulled from his pocket a pickup request that had come in from a new customer. Kulee had given Dave his start in the business and took real pride in Roadrunner Express’s success.
Kulee said, handing him three large envelopes. And before long he was downtown, picking up his first delivery envelopes at City Bank. It was also because the behavior of Lily and her friends made it terribly tempting for Dave to throw down his bike and say, OH YEAH? and give away a secret so secret that “top-secret” didn’t even begin to describe it.Ī spill-the-beans-and-you’ll-lose-everything sort of secret.įortunately for Dave, he did not spill the beans. This was not just because it’s humiliating and intimidating and incredibly infuriating to be sneered at and jeered at by sassy, saucy girls. “Don’t forget to say please and thank you!”ĭave ignored them and pedaled like mad to put distance between him and his alter-life as a dork. “Hurry, hurry! You don’t want to be late, delivery boy.” He pulled on his red Roadrunner Express sweatshirt, clipped on his bike helmet, and pedaled away from Geronimo Middle School to the sneers and jeers of Lily Espinoza and her sassy, saucy girlfriends. It began as an ordinary after-school afternoon for Dave Sanchez.
My partner in fun with whom I share this simple truth:ġ5. Special thanks to my editor, Nancy Siscoe, Who has been one kind and helpful hombre.
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