mom. She's gonna be mad.”
“Don't bother the office. Everybody there’s gone home now. My uncle's house is very close. You can call her from there.” Recommended Tommy to him.
“But I think I better call now!”
“If you keep calling your mom, Soon, everyone's gonna think you are a pain in the ass. Then they'll blame you for all the things that go wrong around you. C'mon, it's better to call from my uncle's."
They started walking on a two lane highway. Almost immediately the highway was surrounded by woods. There were no sidewalks, no buildings. A steep hill left no room for boys to walk so they walked on the highway.
Soon a light blue station wagon stopped next to them. The lady, who was driving, leaned over to the passenger door and rolled down the window, “Hey boys. This is a very dangerous road. You need to go back to school and call your parents.”
“Okay” Said Tommy. The car pulled away. “Fuckin' bitch.” Tommy and Danny laughed as they looked at a confused Mark.
“Hey, “Tommy changed the subject, “I got something to show ya at the cemetery. It's just over here.” They already had gone a mile and half on the dangerous highway. Cars constantly came whizzing by them.
They ran in the small country cemetery with Mark trying to keep up with them.
They fell to their knees at a tombstone. “Hey, Mark look at this gravestone Silas Hawkins 1698-1771. That's my great, great; I don't know how many fuckin' great, grandfathers. My family's been in Wayland for centuries; when it was all farms and shit. Now all these rich newbies are crowding up everything and shit. You're rich, ain't ya, Mark?”
“No.”
“Your dad wears suits for one of those big corporations in Boston.”
“I don't know.”
“All the newbies do, my grandfather sold his farm to make new houses for ll of you. But don't worry. Danny and I will make you one of us; so you won't be a rich stuck up newbie, alright?”
“I guess.”
“Fuckin’ A” He laughed and shook Mark's hand.
They continued their hike. A mile later they left the highway. They came upon and walked on a path through the woods.
“I thought we're going to your uncle's house to call my mom.” Mark complained to them.
“This is how to go to my uncle's house. We're almost there.”
“It’s so far. I should've called from school.”
“Hey Mark, do you watch Batman?" ignored Tommy of his concerns," It’s so cool. Na Na Na Batman boom bam Na Na Batman! Do you watch on Wednesday night and Thursday night? Same Bat time: Same Bat station.”
“Yeah, I've watched it.”
“Did you see when Riddler's girlfriend snuck in to the bat cave and she climbed and fell in the Nuclear reactor. And Batman tried to rescue her. She fell and Batman's all crying and shit. And Batman is like; I really want to fuck her.”
“You certainly say a lot of bad words,” Commented Mark on Tommy’s vulgarity.
“I do it because it's cool.”
“I think it's dumb.”
Tommy smirked then stopped at the clearing. We're gonna play a game. It's called mumbly peg. Have you heard of it?”
“Naw.”
“It's so fun. First we draw a big circle for a target. Then we throw this switchblade to hit the target.” Tommy whipped out a switchblade “You first. Just throw the knife in the circle.”
Mark grabbed the knife and threw it in the circle.
“Good Job!” complimented Tommy on his performance, “Now let me try.” Tommy took the knife, turned to the circle, then whipped back with a raised arm and stabbed Mark in the