.. with you.”“I hear that,” I sighed.“She’s smack dab in the middle of puberty. She was curious ... wanted to do things with you ... like I ...anted to do things with you.”“You did?”“I wouldn’t have done it if I hadn’t wanted to, Bob.”“Of course.”“I think Harper has a crush on you.”“That’s silly.”“Why? I have a crush on you. You mean a lot to her, Bob.”Her casual admission that she had a crush on me slammed into me, but like a gust of wind, passed. I’d think about that later. It didn’t keep me. . they work great. I wonder why someone hasn't done that before? Go get the prescription filled. Who is your family doctor?" Grost." Good man. I'll call and set you up an appointment Friday week." He reached out and patted mom on the good hand, "Pay attention to your sister, now. She did you a real service cleaning that up."We left the ER and I slid behind the wheel ... mom looked indignant."No no ... you're too injured to drive ... sister dear. Umh ... how does this damn thing start?"Every new. Towelling off, I heard a woman's voice, "Miss," she said, and I turnedaround. The nurse who'd been busy on the phone when we'd walked past herstation was now standing in the exam room, shocked when I turned, andshe saw I was not a woman. "What are you doing in here?" she asked."The doctor examined me," I said, "and he told me to shower." "Whatdoctor?" she said, looking confused. It suddenly occured to me that Ididn't know the doctor's name. Then an older man stuck his head in thedoor. . It had been her responsibility to reach back and hold the funnel upright so Buford could ladle in the tobacco spit and chicken droppings. In order not to spill any, she had to remain still and keep her head down and her bottom up. Watching her struggle to hold still, the twins had resolved to help her. Buford's boys had soon found a pair of beat-up old rat snap traps, after which Tiffany's teats had soon found themselves carefully rigged with spanking if not new booby traps. Mindful of.