Pogue stared at the sheets of homework spread before him. Then looked, eyebrows up, at his younger friend. "Man. You totally suck at math."
"Mind your language, son." Richard's voice drifted in, making Reid snort quietly and Pogue scrunch up his face.
"Yes, dad." He lowered his voice. "It's not even that you don't get what has to be done, you
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