GORDIE: Maybe you can go into the college courses with me?
CHRIS: That’ll be the day.
GORDIE: Why not? You’re smart enough.
CHRIS: They won’t let me.
GORDIE: What do you mean?
CHRIS: It’s the way people think of my family in this town. That’s the way they think of me. I’m just one of those low life Chambers kids.
GORDIE: That’s not true.
CHRIS: (Insistently) Oh it is. No one even asked me if I took the milk money that time. I just got a three day vacation.
GORDIE: Did you take it?
CHRIS: (Wearily) Yeah, I took it. You knew I took it. Teddy knew I took it. Everyone knew I took it. Everyone knew it I think. Maybe I was sorry and I tried to give it back.
GORDIE: (Surprised) You tried to give it back?
CHRIS: Maybe. Just maybe. And maybe I took it to Old Lady Simons and told her and the money was all there, but I still got a three day vacation because it never showed up. Maybe the next week Old Lady Simons had this brand new sarong when she came to school.
GORDIE: (Excitedly) Yeah, yeah. It was brown and had dots on it.
CHRIS: Yeah, so let’s just say that I stole the milk money but Old Lady Simons stole it back from me. Just suppose that I told the story. Me, Chris Chambers, kid brother to Eyeball Chambers. You think that anyone would have believed it?
CHRIS: Oh no. (His voice cracks) But with me I’m sure she had an eye on that skirt for a long time. Anyway she saw her chance and she took it. I was the stupid one for even trying to give it back. (He starts to cry) I just never thought... I never thought... that a teacher... Oh who gives a fuck anyway? It’s just that I wish that I could go someplace where nobody knows me. (Sobs) I guess I’m just a pussy, huh...