"Jordan stopped and looked at his work table and he thought for a fewmoments. "Because... I'm weird, right?" "No," Mary insisted, "no, now, baby, no o...e is saying that..." Because I'm not 'normal,' then, right? Because I don't feel thingsthe same way as other people? That's why they think I'm weird, right?Or is it because I don't look normal?" You look perfect, Jordie!" Robbie said, from the floor."But I don't look like a guy, do I? I don't look like any other guyyou know, do I? I look like. There were between 15 and 20 guys arrested in the drug sweep.Here I was in the California Youth Authority Detention Center with all the guys that had been fucking a sister. The cops had me tapped as the ring leader and I had raped a sister and two cousins, my aunt blow temper and my charges were modified to rape of three sisters.My lawyer said the girls had all defended me. My meeting with my mom was bad, very bad. Mom slapped me and said "you and your slut sister are finished, how could you do. It gave her a warm feeling inside. It was more satisfying than the sex she’d had with Fletcher earlier. It was remarkable. She hadn’t felt this happy in her whole life. She had her kids, plus three more. She had Mary, her first best friend, a real best woman friend, someone she could talk to, confide in, and to share her dreams with. Then there was Fletcher, her man, her soon to be husband, the man she was ready and willing to share all the rest of her life with. It was all a dream come true.. A number of times he had wanted to talk to Zena, to find out what had happened in her life in the past years. He wanted very much to tell her of his life and his marriage, children, how he had changed and how much he regretted losing her. He didn’t really know how to begin and Zena seemed happy to leave it for now. Perhaps when they were dancing and he was holding her once again in his arms. Perhaps then. Their recreation of their first date included sharing a dessert, but that’s where it.