" You really think he would give you money? My old man would never give any money for me."Suddenly it hit Billie. "Your aunt a nigger?" No! She's Afri...an American and Irish. We don't use the word nigger in my family." And she knew Leroy?" Sure looked like it. She sounded like she was afraid of him." She smart to be scared of Leroy. He nasty man." We need to get some help for Aunt Jamie. Please." And your daddy gonna give me money?" Yes he will." y'all gotta get me some money. I start to hurt. "We get very happy together," he said. "That boy could teach you things, too." I'm surprised you didn't go see the Yankee's game." We did," he said. He then proceeded to tell me about the game. Alexander was twenty-six at the time -- I know because he's ten years older than me -- and he was really into sports.I stayed away from Alexander's kitchen for the rest of the morning, waiting for Tyler to call after swim practice. Jason came home, avoided me, and left. Tyler didn't call, and I supposed. I could take a bus from Towson State to here, but it would take at least one transfer and then it dumps me up on York Road. Unless of course one of you wants to leave work and drive me back and forth.”Dad lifted an eyebrow at that but didn’t stop me. “There’s no reason I can’t buy a car. I will pay for the car, gas, and insurance. It won’t cost you anything.” I glanced over at Mom and her face was getting red. “Finally, as long as you sign off on it, I can take driver’s ed now, before I turn. “ Which one of you is Jeff ?”, she asked. I meekly raised my hand, motioning to her. She smiled and walked over to me and put her hands on my shoulders.“So you’re the guest of honor. Do you want to be first or last?”, she asked. “Uh, for what ?”, I responded stupidly. “Your special dance.”, she quickly added. “Thank you, but I will pass.”, I told her.“You might want to pass, but its not an option.”, she told me, “All VIP’s get a special dance, no exceptions.” Lance quickly chimed in that he.