Strangely that didn’t help give me the courage to ask her out though. Some of our little group who worked at the lab would occasionally meet sociall... at a bar, or we would go to a movie or a party every now and then. Angie made good friends with James Farr, one of the other students from her office and he brought her along to the pub one night when we were having a get together. We called James ‘Jamie’ because there was another James in the lab and fortunately Jamie was gay so I knew he wasn’t. "My name's Jim, Jim Sinclair. Who are you?" I said.The calmer one said, "We are Dot and Sue Monroe. Our parents were killed two days ago when their car crashed behind us. We don't know what happened to cause the wreck. We have been driving more slowly ever since." Okay, Dot, Sue, it's good to meet you both. Where are you going?" We are going to our grandparents' house in Tennessee," said Dot."Well, ladies. That's a little out of my way but I am willing to take you there. I'm on my way to. Something collided with Nikki's face. Nikki hadn't heard the door open, so she had let her guard down. Joan, Drake and Juliette had returned from shopping and now Joan and Juliete stood above Nikki. "You little pack of scum!" Joan yelled. "Who told you, you could take a break?" "I-I," Nikki stammerd. "I finished my chores and just-" Finished? You did the laundry, put it away, mopped the floor, washed the windows, cleaned the gutter?" Yes, ma'am." Go to your room!" Hey mom?" Drake asked entering. I didn't get all the names straight the first time around, but I tried to be ingratiating and to let them know I was making an effort to blend in.Unfortunately for me, Hernando Escobar, despite his age, was the starting catcher. My bullpen catcher, it turned out, would be whichever of the pitchers had appeared in a game most recently. Since it was the season opener, and I was the newest and greenest of the relief pitchers, I figured the bullpen catcher that night might well turn out to be.