Mark’s character arguably has the most important role in the book. Proof that ofttimes there really are second chances in life. What we do with those chances is completely up to us, the results how-ever affect every one around us.
Excerpt: Chapter 2
There he was my mortal enemy, my worst nightmare, my one and only nemesis. An absolute giant by fifth grade standards, or any standard as far as we were concerned. At least one hundred and fifty pounds of muscle and mean. He keeps his blonde hair cut in a flat top so level you could build a house on it. He also wears a varsity jacket even though he was only in fifth grade, we don’t know where he got it, and it didn’t really matter. Besides; nobody was brave enough to ask him anyways.
As usual, his cronies surrounded him like he was the President. A pitiful lot all of em, clambering around, bending to his every whim. He took what-ever place in line that he wanted, slowing down only when he got to Mrs. Tuttle, he had to stop there.
Other kids vacated where-ever he and his posse decided to sit. Staying put was tantamount suicide. The best that one could hope for was losing part of your meal. The worst, well, made even the biggest kid shudder.