"This is it..." I thought to myself as I finally reached the house. I stepped up onto the porch and rang the bell.
A blond boy my own age answered the door. Looking at his features, I could barely make out that it was Sam.
"Sam?" I asked.
"Yes?" he asked, looking at me blankly.
"Sam, don't you recognize me? I'm your cousin Joe. Joe Hobbs."
He looked at me a minute, seeming to just barely comprehend. "Joe?"
"It's me, Sam. Don't you remember? We played together as kids."
"But we thought you were... I mean..." He seemed confused and flustered as he stood there taking all this in.
Then a voice came from inside. "Well, don't just stand there staring, Beavis! Let him in."
"Won't you come in?" asked Sam, showing me into the living room where a slightly older guy was sitting on the couch watching a baseball game on T.V. I figured it must be either Matt or Spencer. Sam went and sat by him, so I took a seat in the nearest arm chair.
"Hey Joe, what brings you to our neck of the woods?" asked the other guy.
"I ran away from home."
"Really?" asked Sam. "And where are you planning on going?"
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