Part 1, QuimbleMy friends and I had been to school in Brisbane together, dropped outof university together, got drunk and all lost our virginity on th...same night at an exceptionally memorable party. Much of that party didnot feature in my own memory but I was told I was no longer a child.We all worked as shelf stackers at one of the big supermarkets inBrisbane, Australia. In the evenings before we went to work, wepractised our music in a genuine garage on the small farm where Terry,our lead. As they left the theater, Doug looked at his watch and suggested they go somewhere for a bite to eat."I don't want anything to eat," Sue snapped."But it's too early to go home, honey," Doug replied placatingly. "Hub said -" Hub said! Hub said!" Sue all but shrieked, ungraciously interrupting her husband. "I don't give a fat rat's behind what Hub said! Who gave that big slob permission to run our lives? I didn't! Did you?" Honey, keep your voice down," Doug pleaded, glancing around embarrassedly. "Now," she whispers in my ear, "the last step to getting my dinner." I look at her as she puts several clear strips on my face. After a few minutes of smoothing and pressing them she rips one off. I see it is covered with little hairs and their bulbous roots. "You are not going to have to shave for a week," she giggles as she rips strip after strip off of me.Once my face is cleaned she sets about trimming my eyebrows. "Please control yourself," I plead, "I am going to have to go to work. I would like her to go to college if that is what she wants."Mrs. Albright looked down at the papers in her lap, "Mr. Pittson, I believe that you know of Amy's home life. I'm afraid that her home life has greatly affected her schoolwork. She is barely passing. She has an extremely high IQ, but she just never applied herself. I'm afraid she just gave up. I guess that she didn't care. She seems to have an aptitude for computers, but that is the only thing that I can see that she really takes an.