"Now Jimmy Brown, what do you do at Christmas?"Well, Ms. Jones, me and my sister also go to church with Mom and Dad and we sing carols and we get home...ever so late. We put cookies and milk by the chimney and we hang up our stockings. We hardly sleep, waiting for Santa Claus to bring our presents.Realizing there was a Jewish boy in the class and not wanting to leave him out of the discussion, she asked, "Now, Isaac Cohen, what do you do at Christmas?"Isaac said, "Well, it's the same thing every. 9% of all teenage girls, they weren’t about to go to their mother and say something like, “Hey Mamma, remember when you put all the others on the pill? Well it’s our turn.” You just didn’t do that. You didn’t want Mamma to know that you needed the pill. That was sure to cause ... complications.They didn’t tell Chuck about all this, of course. But they talked about it later that night in their room. They flipped for it. Matilda lost, which was why, the next day, she was the one who had to sneak. “Sponsor?” Calix supplied helpfully. His eyes were still wild from Lieutenant Capstan’s dressing down.“Sponsor,” Yolanda finished, throwing Calix a grateful look.“But he’s,” the twin on the right started again. Serena was 8 minutes older than Madeline, something she never let her twin live down, and often started the twins’ conversations. Every now and again, however, Madeline would jump ahead – just for variety and to trip everyone up.“So young,” Madeline finished, her soft brown eyes staring. I’m afraid, that he sees me as an ugly fat woman. And when you look at his secretary, one of these thin twenty-year-olds . . .”“Thin twenty-year-olds aren’t all they’re cracked to be, you know,” I tried to cheer her up, “I for instance don’t fancy that type at all. I like real grown-up women.”“Are you serious?” she asked happily. I could tell be looking at her face that my remark had an immediate effect on her.“Of course I’m serious,” I said, “otherwise I wouldn’t say something like that.”“Do.