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Tuesday, November 18, 2003
mmmmmmmm
Each boy got a steaming, hand-sized pie, and Jack then followed Mark to a hill overlooking the Arena. From where they sat they had a pretty good view, but details couldn’t be seen, and that explained the absence of any other watchers. Jack leaned back on his elbows, and his gaze was drawn momentarily from the battlefield to a solitary hawk circling low in the sky. Suddenly the hawk dropped and was lost to his sight. Jack took a large bite and returned his attention to the knights.
“If you’re so interested in knights, why don’t you train to become one yourself?” Mark asked through a mouthful of pie. “I think you’d do well.”
“Oh I don’t know,” Jack replied, “I’m not sure if it would work out. Besides, like you said, no money, no knighthood, and I’m definitely low in the wealth area.” He hoped the acute disappointment he felt wasn’t evident in his voice.
“Oh come on!” Mark said, “If you really wanted to, I think I might be able to talk my father into lending you the money.”
Jack leaned forward. “Do you really think you could do that for me?” he asked, this time unable to keep the excitement from his voice.
“Sure! I mean, what are friends for?”
“Oh but I couldn’t,” Jack said, and his face fell. “I could never possibly pay you back . . .”
“That wouldn’t matter,” Mark said, putting a brotherly arm around Jack’s shoulders. “It would be our gift to you.”
“But it would matter,” Jack said, “It would matter to me.”
Mark thought a moment and then said, “I’ll tell you what. You think of this as a loan; I know someday you’re going to invent something grand . . . and when you do, you can pay us back!”
“Are you sure?” Jack said.
“Of course I’m sure!” Mark said, shaking his friend’s shoulders. “Come on Jack!”
“Oh . . . all right,” Jack said, a reluctant smile spreading across his face, “I guess I can live with that.”
“Good,” said Mark, grinning from ear to ear, “let’s shake on it.”
The two solemnly shook hands, but then broke into laughter when their hands stuck together from the pies they’d been eating.
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