“I mean... , it’s a beautiful car, but it needs another color. Shit ... Just put some stripes on it. How the hell do you find it in the dark?”I ...ust stared at her. I was glad that she wasn’t really my niece. I was about ready to get into my car and leave her standing there with her tongue flapping in her big ass mouth and her big ass hanging out of her tiny shorts. I think she sensed that she had fucked up though because she changed the subject pretty quickly.“Maybe it’s a guy thing,” she said.. "Do wehave any?" Of course we do. You've often seen me in one. And I have some for thegirls, too."She brought three aprons and gave the girls and me each one. Mom hadcertainly never worn these aprons. They weren't exactly plain at all,instead had decorative frills all around. Very feminine. Indecisively Ilooked to the girls. What should I do?But they were no help at all; they simply tied themselves into the aprons.Why would they have problems with that? These were aprons for girls, andthat's. Bell at the same time. I still went to classes, and started showing back up at the morning runs, afternoon workouts, study sessions and football practices; but I wasn't really focused on any of that. I was too wrapped up in my own thoughts and feelings of guilt.Once Doctor Chang laid it out, it was clear I had done something to the girls. Not just their getting sick ... although that was bad enough ... but I was certain we would find their blood tests showed the same changes Zoe's had. I should. Those Christian Brothers sure know their shit! I was opening up to Ricky as if he was an old friend and I was just catching him up to on happened since I last saw him. I was really enjoying his company. There was something about him..."Do you get high?", Ricky asks. "A little. Occasionally. Kind of a money thing" I replied. On that, Ricky pulled a beautiful, round wooden stash box from one jacket pocket, and a pipe from the other."Whoa, now you're talking. Truthfully, I'm not much of a drinker.