She was a mover and shaker, or so mom would say about her. She hurt her back and came to stay with us until she got better. Once she got hurt she slo...ed down a bit though. It was my job to take up her supper at night. We became close friends as she was bed ridden with her back injury. Mom sometimes went over to a girl friends house to play cards. On one such occasion I was upstairs in my aunts room watching TV with her. She was only covered with a sheet and her ankles were sticking out. I sat. And ... forgot about it.INTERLUDE ONEi was messed up again — damn pills shit I was tryin' to 'member somthin' what what shit! oh yeah that bitch that bitch sent her the damn thanks a lot song yeah thanks a lot a lot shit what oh yeah I was gonna git that damn bitch yeah thanks a lotWHAT TO WEARSolange forgot about the record and started thinking about the party that night. With some friends, she had been invited to this party that sounded really wild! This bed and breakfast inn was going to be. I just wanted all the doe-eyed girls to leave me alone. Unfortunately, in order to put the plan into action, I needed to actually talk to the girl involved. Alone. And getting her alone was proving tricky.I got through the morning and my lunch with my sanity—just. On my way back to the common room after eating, Emily fell into step with me.“Rissa told me about your plan.”“I figured she would.”“Do you really think it’s a good idea?”“It’s got to be better than the alternative.”She grinned at me.. I'm sick of Mom and Pop making a big fuss over her like she's some kewpie doll. Buying her a party dress!" I thought she looked nice..." Stanley stops as he sees Dayna's face. You wanna make out, then drop the subject, her frown says.Judy turns towards the sitting room door. A tall man is leaning in the doorway looking at her intently. Broad shoulders, about 6' 2" and the nicest smiley eyes she's ever seen. He grins at her with arms folded. "What you doing by yourself little girl?" I'm not so.