Mom listened to me carefully, not smiling, notfrowning, just listening. Frank, Mike and I are a lot alike, skinnyalmost to a fault, all of us have sho...t scruffy beards and long hair,plus we're not that social I guess, but together, our combined IQ'sare nearing 500. All of us tend to excel in school with what mustseem like no effort to some of the kids, which is another reason weget picked on so much. Mom listened to my entire pitch, then satback, thinking. When she sat up again, she had a gleam. “Yeah, sure, I guess you’re right, but I’m sure you notice this woman is well, how do we say this properly... “ I searched for words, and Robert interjected.“She’s fuckin’ hotter’n a two dollar pistol, and she’s really short on funds, so I think you’ll learn a hell of a lot on this case, boy!” Robert laughed as he patted my shoulder on his way out the door, closing it behind him, and I continued to make my notes on the file. “You know, boy, she’s really pissed at her husband for messing around. “Well, I know you’ll have this memorized in a week, but try to stay with us anyway, Ms. Tynan.” Mr. Cramer finished. Usually Solace had no problem learning lines or music, but she found that she could not concentrate on any task without Lizette’s voice floating silkily through her head. And the times they had lines together were nearly impossible. Each time Lizette would recite a segment, Solace would stand there for a half a beat, mind completely focused on Lizette soft lips and the sounds. I’d definitely want a full crew cab. I wondered if I could get a camper cover on the back. It could be taken off if I needed to haul something large but having shelter for bad weather was a big plus.I never got around to practicing the lute guitar that night. I was online browsing want ads as I talked to my girlfriends.Wednesday was a repeat of Tuesday but after swimming and lunch with the kids, I found a spot in the park where we could just sit while I played the lute. I guess in a way, we.