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My Neighbor-s Son Part 1 - Jack Radley Rafael... Info

He smiled again.

I froze, half on the branch, one foot on my sill. My Neighbor-s Son PART 1 - Jack Radley Rafael...

So I ignored him.

I rolled my eyes. I didn’t need friends. I had a plan: finish high school, move to the city, become invisible until then. New people meant questions. Questions meant answers. Answers meant trouble . He smiled again

For three days, I caught glimpses. A tall boy with messy dark curls, always in a faded gray hoodie. He never waved. Never smiled. He just sat on their back steps, sharpening a pocket knife against a whetstone, over and over. Weird , I thought. Stay away. He smiled again. I froze

He turned.

And I knew, with absolute certainty, that was a lie. End of Part 1.