Individual companies like Macklin. Fine. But somewhere out there was a Dixie Wexler. I just didn’t yet know who he was. Or she.What is so rare as a ...ay in June? Well, I suppose the next day. And the day after ... never mind. Besides, it was night, around ten.I was June-swooning my way back home after a pleasant evening in Excelsior Springs. A resort town about half an hour north of KC. I had been arranging a surprise birthday party for Pilar. Sweet Fifteen. Sixteen will have to wait for a few. The reality was slightly different; we had to bail him out a few times when his big mouth got him into strife.This was in the days before his current affiliations, and since then he obviously learned to keep his mouth shut.The moment passed and Joey returned to his usual charming self."Testa di cazzo, finocchio" What the fuck, faggot. His standard greeting in Italian."Ai gamisou, malaka" Go fuck yourself, wanker, my response in Greek. It was a tradition, or an old charter or something.Thank you. "Whilst you're giving it to her, I'm just going to phone Daddy..." an' she reaches for the phone on the bedside cabinet and punches some numbers in. It was one o' them 'trim-phone' thingies too and soon she goes, "Oh hello, Daddy? Yes...the rumours are true...God yes...like a sock full of sand...have I what...oh yes, of course...only hurt a little bit...yes, he'll definitely be the star of the movie...haven't you...all week...my, I'll warrant they're full then... mmm...about half an hour...yes,. Just great. I cast about for a solution, not wanting to have to mop the floors or risk dirtying the carpet inside the house. Although I knew my parents would blame Karen for what had happened, they were going to be pissed off enough about her being hopped up and arrested without adding to it. She might be an annoying little bitch, but if what the medical attendant at the station had said was right, the jag after coming off the drug was going to be bad enough by itself.The only thing presenting.