"Oh my gawwwddd." Craig was playing with the hem of his skirt in themirror. "I'm Dorothy! I love Dorothy!" You know I did not know that?" said his sis...er with a grin. "I guessgreat minds think alike, and I guess that the sister connection we'relearning more about every minute."He stood in the classic blue and white gingham print interlock skirt,unable to wipe the smile off his face, loving her selection. With theskirt just above his knees, it was a bit shorter than the movie version,yet still. That is, the people who watched the ball go back and forth over the net. Their heads turned left and right in unison like in tennis. I was hilarious and this is where my attention was when the ball hit me in the head.“Ouch.”“Are you okay?”“I’m fine. Here, take the ball.” I said as I threw the ball back.“That’s an error.” the coach said.I asked her “Because it hit a spectator?”“Because it was out of bounds.”“Oh.” I decided I should watch the play, rather than the few spectators. Back and forth. You and your friend both."He made a disgusted face at Rena who was sitting on the floor still crying."Why don't you shut your goddamned mouth," he said."You liked being fucked. You begged for it. Now shut the hell up or I'm going to come over there and give you something to make you cry about."Jennifer hurried to her friend and once more put her arm around Rena's shoulders."Please be quiet, Rena," Jennifer whispered. "I don't want to make him mad. He'll hurt you! He'll hurt us both!" He. ." Things will work out, Buddy. You'll know in the morning and then be on your way." We'll be on our way after we give her a funeral and bury her. I haven't gone this far just to leave her for the county to put in a pauper's grave. The sheriff's deputy says they can't find any next of kin." 'Do what you think is right;' that's what you've always told me." Thanks, Jeff. I just needed to talk to someone." Keep me posted, Fred. If you want me there, I'll be there..." I know. No use in that. Hell,.