The Boy Who Gave Up the Race to Save His Rival

dresser beside his bed.

It was wrinkled and stained.

Not a winning bib.

Not a famous bib.

Just proof that he had been there.

He slept for almost twelve hours.

The next morning at school, nobody knew the full story.

That was the hardest part.

A few people clapped him on the back and said, “Fifth is still good.”

One teacher said, “You’ll get them next time.”

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