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“‘That the best you can do?’ He asked gamely.
Will took a swallow of beer, his eyes never leaving Sam’s.
‘Best he can do,’ Will said, nodding derisively towards Artie.
Artie just shrugged. He was technically the better pitcher, but it was an honest fact that he couldn’t match Will for sheer power.
Will stared up at the sun as if it were a clock.
‘You’re late,’ He said in Sam’s direction.
Sam looked up at the sun. It just looked like a ball of burning gas to him. He wondered if Will could really tell the time by the sun, or if it were all for show. With Will you never quite knew for sure. That was part of his magic.
Will grinned, and it made him look mean. He had a face like a ring seasoned boxer. His eyes looked like hard narrow gun sights. He always reminded Sam of a surly Robert Mitchum. He claimed to have been a Navy Seal as a young man, and although both Sam and Artie couldn’t swim a stroke, neither dared to say differently.
You just never could tell with Will.”