For allintents and purposes it looked like nothing more than a large piece ofsmoky colored quartz crystal with gold wires wrapped tightly around oneen.... Protruding from the end with the wires there was a small loop ofwire about the diameter of a pencil. I t reminded him of something he'dseen before but couldn't remember where.Taking the crystal back to the living room, John sat down and held thecrystal in front of Chris. "Is the 'magic rock' you're talking about?"he asked.Chris nodded."I saw. "I tried to tell her that Tim wasn't my boyfriend, but she just smiled,and walked towards the front of the house.Right then, they started playing some classic rock. I had heard that itwas making a comeback with some kids. That included me too. But, itcaught me off guard when Tim asked me to dance. It was a fast dance, toFleetwood Mac's "Go Your Own Way", which was one of my favorite songs, sowithout thinking too hard, I said "Yes." One thing I had always been wasa good dancer. It turned. Harold just gawked as Betty-Lou nodded her agreement. What the hell?Harold Fricke was partially correct, in that Tommy did not know who or what Conchita Delgado was. Conchita, however, knew a lot about Tommy, because of what she had overheard Becky Dierdorf, a waitress at the Bluebonnet Diner, was telling one of the other women who worked there. One of her ranch hands had also told her about the strange new man who worked at the feed store and sang like George Jones in the church choir. Out of. It was amazing to witness. His fists clenched. His eyes were on the screen.“It's your duty to take charge of her,” Clint said. “Your responsibility as the head of the household, as a Christian husband.” It was an amazing delight to witness my brother work. It was incredible to see Mr. Armstrong becoming a man before my very eyes. He was kind of sexy now. I mean, nothing like my brother, but when a man had confidence. When he possessed a spine and wasn't a beta-male wuss whose wife would rather.