Born to be bad? Mueller cleared his throat and went on talking as if I hadn't said a thing. "On the other hand, Donald dropped out of school the day he turned sixteen. Believe me, I wasn't a bit sorry to lose him." He paused and gave me another long hard look. "I wonder which of your brothers you take after, Gordon." It was just the way I'd known it would be-- everybody remembered my father and my brothers. They all expected me to turn out every bit as bad as they had. The only question was, whose path would I follow? Would I become the town drunk? Would I drop out of school and blow up gas stations? Would I desert if another war started? When I didn't say anything, Mueller frowned. "I plan to keep an eye on you, Gordon. Any sign of misbehavior and I'll come down on you hard. Is that clear?" "Yes, sir," I muttered. His message was clear. It was my first day at Hyattsdale High, and the principal already hated me. Excerpted from As Ever, Gordy by Mary Downing Hahn All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.
