Riley counted his workers. Then he yelled, "Line up, men!" Riley was the foreman of a road construction crew. He had to make sure everyone reported for work. This morning he counted an extra worker, a teenage boy. The boy stepped forward. "My name's Tate. I'm here for the job." Riley studied the boy. He did not look healthy. He was skinny and pale. "I can't have kids running around getting hurt," Riley said. "I won't get hurt, sir," said Tate. "I can do the work of three men." Tate grasped the bumper of Riley's truck with one hand. He took a deep breath and lifted the front of the truck off the ground. He took another breath and lifted it over his head. Riley laughed. "Okay, son. You've got the job

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