The year after we won states, T-Money won the putt-putt state championship and shattered the old record by 9 strokes. He tried to play it off like it was no big deal, but we all knew it meant a hell of a lot to him.See, Tommy was always a real quiet guy. Kept to himself, mostly. That is, unless he was working the Coin Store he owned down on Jefferson Street. Or out at the track watching us race. There, he got pretty fired up, and then some people thought he had too much to say.
Around town we'd see him driving 10-and-2 in his red Mustang. Or we'd run by his house and talk about how he'd inherited everything he had from his parents, who he lived with up until they died.
Now, I'm pretty sure he lives alone, and he may always. Sometimes you wonder what's below the surface, but I don't know that it makes much difference.
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