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January 17, 2011
Jamie tells himself he just has to make it through the day, which is the same thing he tells himself every Monday through Friday, until two-thirty arrives and he’s free for another day, or another weekend. He tries not to think about Monday. Instead he thinks about turning 17 next month, about being a senior next year, and about going to college and getting out of Athens as soon as possible after that. He’s considering colleges in New York, Chicago, Boston—anywhere but Missouri.

“Penny,” Sarah says. They can’t abide cliché, so they use shorthand instead.