“We could do this and have a real performance under our belts before the concert.”“Sounds cool,” Jack said. He was bagging his double bass to ...ut in the storeroom.“Sure. It’s not like we’re ever going to get paid for something like this,” Rhonda muttered. “I don’t know why I waste my time.”“Wait!” I said. “I forgot we were planning to do a live stream of the performance that morning for our patrons. If you are willing to do the stream with us, we could pay ... a hundred bucks apiece?” Everyone. . The shill ring of the house phone woke Ex in the early afternoon. He had reheated some pasta left over from Saturday night for lunch, heavy on protein and carbs, just what a sportsman needed, he told himself, and then, having stuffed his face, had fallen asleep on the couch.“Hey ... that Ex?” Said a familiar voice.“Lavon, that you?” Said Ex, stretching and wiping the sleep from his eyes.“Yep, you coming out this afternoon, man? We got a good number getting together at around 2, get your kit. It was a feminist point of view that I found stimulating.Surprises come in different packages and as it turns out, Jocelyn Humphrey's development is not among Piaget's theories. She was the girl Billy Tomzak was fingering in class several months earlier. Jocelyn was only seventeen with an angelic face but she had filled out looking more like a twenty-two.On this memorable day, Jocelyn wandered back into my classroom after school saying she had lost her notebook. She had left it on a desk where. Doug laughed for Alyson's sake, but privately he worried that he wouldn't have adequate medications for any of them when the need arose.Early in the morning of the fifth day a small plane had passed a few miles north of the island. That was when Doug discovered that using a signal mirror wasn't as easy as it seemed. He practiced with it for several hours until it became as easy as tying his shoes. Nobody had thought of the signal fire, the pile of flammables inside a wooden stockade and covered.