“Give me a minute,” she begged off.Her son explained that things were bad at the Owenses. SHe attempted to calm him. It was not working, He said, ...��Dolemite’. Her next reply was that she was on the way. Hugo volunteered to drive her, but she wanted to be in charge as per usual. She said he could ride along with her, which he quickly agreed to do.Rochelle scooped up her son and his best friend, Desmond. Dez’s older sister ran to the car as well. They sped away to Ro’s house where they washed up,. We had met outside the chem building before class. I thought he was a TA or at least a senior. Fuck me was I surprised that he was freshman. He was hot, with the body of a jock and the smile of a model. As we talked I quickly figured out he was super smart, but shy as fuck. But he knew everyone and worked hard to being so kind and sweet. We quickly became fast friends.Hanging out every day one thing became quickly apparent. He had fantastic style. I was shook. He must be gay. I remember the day. Each of us secretly kept dreaming of that mythical ‘weekend’. Once, in late winter, Dorothy’s husband took part of a Saturday and Sunday off to go ice fishing with his jock pals. Dorothy hoped we could work that into something special, but Constance had accepted a dinner invitation for Saturday night. So it goes! We got a few hours together on that Saturday but not our dream weekend. Late in spring Constance asked if I minded if she visited for a week with her travel chum from premarital days.. Ellington looked very familiar.Sophia looked at Ellington in amazement. "He - she - is me." Exactly," Grandmother said. "Since she saw nothing wrong in sending you toprison, she shall serve that time for you." Ellington was also beginning torecover from the effects of the first drug, looking down at his new body."Mr. Ellington," Grandmother continued. "Or, I should rather say SophiaTepesku, now. For that is the only name that you will be able to answer to.You know who you were, but you cannot.