Chapter 12: Barely a Hint of a Chance

Ben looked utterly perplexed. “Begged for what?” he asked. “Didn’t you ask Mr. Bailey to have two new uniforms made for me?” Amy furrowed her brow. Ben shook his head emphatically. “It wasn’t me. I didn’t say a word to my uncle. You must be mistaken.” Amy froze. If it wasn’t Ben, then who could it be? Could it have been Zack? Impossible. Zack wasn’t the type to show such kindness. If he had even a shred of compassion, he wouldn’t have stood by silently while...