18 Chapter 18

I thought about what he’d told me, not that it was much. I thought about being out in the woods without my jacket, with a single change of clothes, no food, and no money. Even if I hadn’t forgotten my wallet, there were only a couple of fives in it.

No, there’d be no running away for Mr. Small’s little boy.

Oh, well. I couldn’t leave Dad anyway. What would he do without me?

I climbed back into my room, replaced the screen and closed the window. Once my backpack was emptied and my books were back in it, I got ready for bed.

And then a thought hit me. How the heck had Adam known my name?

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When I woke the next morning, it was to find I’d grown an inch and there was a narrow line of hair growing from just below my belly button down to my dick.

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That weekend, I told Dad I was going for a run to try out my new Nikes, and he just smiled and nodded.