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Oh
,
yeah
?
she
replied
.
With
all
those
stinky
boys
?
Think
not
.
Guess
you
're
right
.
I
think
Minho
's
farted
three
times
in
the
last
minute
.
Thomas
knew
it
was
a
lame
attempt
at
a
joke
,
but
it
was
the
best
he
could
do
.
He
sensed
her
laughing
,
wished
he
could
do
the
same
.
There
was
a
long
pause
.
I
'm
really
sorry
about
Chuck
,
she
finally
said
.
Thomas
felt
a
sharp
pang
and
closed
his
eyes
as
he
sank
deeper
into
the
misery
of
the
night
.
He
could
be
so
annoying
,
he
said
.
He
paused
,
thought
of
that
night
when
Chuck
had
scared
the
crap
out
of
Gally
in
the
bathroom
.
But
it
hurts
.
Feels
like
I
lost
a
brother
.
I
know
.
I
promised
--
Stop
,
Tom
.
What
?
He
wanted
Teresa
to
make
him
feel
better
,
say
something
magic
to
make
the
pain
go
away
.
Stop
with
the
promise
stuff
.
Half
of
us
made
it
.
We
all
would
've
died
if
we
'd
stayed
in
the
Maze
.
But
Chuck
did
n't
make
it
,
Thomas
said
.
Guilt
racked
him
because
he
knew
for
a
certainty
he
would
trade
any
one
of
the
Gladers
in
that
room
for
Chuck
.
