We walked past some teenage boys playing soccer. I've never reallybeen into sports, but I glanced in their direction and I noticed one ofthem in parti...ular, and Indian boy of probably about fourteen. He wore ayellow t-shirt and white shorts, which looked good against his mahoganyskin. I noticed his muscular, hairy legs, and wondered what he would looklike shirtless.I looked away when I noticed Leslie looking at me. Nothing else happeneduntil a couple of weeks later, when Leslie and I (my older. I told myself everything would be fine if I could just stop trying to analyse my thoughts and feelings as much as I did. We finished our breakfast and headed to Max’s old home. Along the way he pointed out spots associated with his childhood and shared some of his anecdotes with me. Evidently, Max had chosen to ignore my musings from the previous night and I saw no reason why I couldn’t as well. I listened to Max tell me stories about how little he was and how he hadn’t come into his current. Besides the farm, Grandpa was the best barn builder in the state. He built six or seven hip roofed barns a year ... most of them in Clinton County.Daddy went to college and Law school on the proceeds of Gramp's barn building. For spending money Daddy ice skated booze from Windsor Ontario to Detroit in the winter and operated a family owned steam launch on the Tahquamenon River with special tours to the falls ... Daddy graduated in 1936 ... Grandfather Austin died in 1938 from a massive heart. As his vision cleared, he felt a cool breeze around his legs and a curious weight on his chest. Finally there was a sweet taste on his lips that he only tasted when he kissed a girl."People have always joked about our names being the same," A strange voice got his attention. "With my short hair we even got mistaken for each other when I wasn't all dolled up. Now you can be me- -the woman." Paul nervously peeked his head around at his reflection in his office mirror and his fears were correct..