They all laughed at that.
‘But there is one thing I will miss,’ Marcus said wistfully.
‘What’s that?’ Susan asked him.
‘My sessions in the gym with Maggot.’
Susan sat upright. ‘Really?’ Marcus nodded at her. She leaned back in her chair and studied him for a moment. ‘How come you beat Maggot, Marcus? You told me that he always got the better of you, no matter how hard you tried.’
Marcus smiled. ‘That’s true. But this time there was one difference: we were fighting dirty, and that meant no rules.’
He let it sink in. Then he shook his head gently, tears forming in his eyes.
‘You know, I shouldn’t say this, but I’m going to: Maggot would have been proud of me.’