The town was buzzing after some of the residents had witnessed the chase between Big Thing and the hybrids. When he was asked about the identities of the cars he chased, he never revealed them. Just as he had told Beau, they were just some friends who needed to be taught a lesson.
To May, that response wasn’t enough. For the next week she watched Big Thing carefully at work, unsure what to make of him. How could he consider them his friends if both of them were smashed up, and one was clearly bleeding?
One morning at work, which was surprisingly not busy, Big Thing started thinking about the scenario again. He didn’t want to tell anyone what really happened, since he didn’t want it revealed that he had been hunted down by two hybrids his whole life. To him, that fact was embarrassing. He felt that he was able to prove himself to the hybrids and chased them away for good. If they were never coming back for him in Clay again, why should he concern anyone else