Mom came rushinginto the room and asked me what was wrong."What's wrong. My fuckin' dick is gone, that's what's wrong!" Watch your language Missy or I...ll wash your mouth out with soap. Nowwhy would you think that, Samantha? Did you have some sort ofnightmare?" The nightmare is my dick is gone and why are you calling me by thebrat's name?" What else would we call you Samantha? What is your problem thismorning?" Because I'm Don, not Samantha, that's my problem."Despite everything I watched my. Lee had become attached to the pig, and the pig was obviously attached to her. Plus, he liked the damn pig himself. He had always had a dog when he was a kid.Dave had said pigs were just as smart if not smarter than dogs. They could be good company and lots of fun, as he had found Miss Piggy was. Plus, she appeared to have adopted him as well. He was the only other person, other than Kyle and Lee, that the pig obeyed. “Crap,” he said.“Exactly,” said Lee giggling. “She can’t get back to the. Alice had more friends than anyone else in the entire school.Her only problem was that whenever she did something that grownups were unhappy with, her only response would be,"It's not my fault!"She was so convinced that she had to be right about everything that the very idea that she might be wrong was impossible for her to consider.Sometimes it would be something simple like when she rang the dismissal bell to help the teacher and it was five minutes too early. All of the students disappeared. It wasn’t quite what I had in mind, that’s for sure. “I told you, I don’t dance.”Rising, Callie went to the radio and switched it on, finding something that sounded like elevator Muzak to me. “Come on, Lightfoot. It’s easy. I’ll lead.”She took my hand, moved close, her other hand on my back. “Just start moving with me.”I tried.“Ouch! Take your shoes off,” she ordered, my first step treading on her foot.Surprising myself, I actually danced. It was easy with Callie, her cheek pressed to my chest..