The Boy Who Gave Up the Race to Save His Rival

the corners from being opened too many times.

He had brought it for the kids, thinking he might tell the story if Coach asked.

Now he knew why he had really brought it.

He carried it back to Caleb and sat down.

“These were mine,” Marcus said, opening the lid.

Caleb looked inside.

The shoes were worn, faded, and creased.

Nothing special to anyone who did not continue reading …