Chapter 13: Discipline Hurts First
The walk back to Marcus Garvey felt different than the morning departure. Tired but satisfied, like they’d earned their breakfast through the physical effort rather than the institutional entitlement.
"You really think we can do this?" Tommy asked, still breathing heavily.
"We just did it," Javier replied.
"That was one day. Miguel said we’re doing this six days a week for months."
"Then we’ll get stronger."
Back at the group home, shower time became a luxury. Five minutes of hot water felt like winning the lottery. Javier stood under the spray, feeling muscles relax.
"How was the run?" Grey asked when they emerged.
"Survived," Tommy replied.
"Barely," Javier added.
"Well, don’t expect special treatment ’cause you went jogging. Still got chores and school like everybody else."
Breakfast tasted different after physical exertion. Eggs and toast became fuel. His body was learning to demand nutrition instead of simply accepting whatever appeared on his tray.
Other group home kids peppered them with questions during breakfast.
