The teacherasked me "where did you ever learn to sound like that?"I simply told her that the movie was one of Momma's favorites and I hadseen it many ...imes. Some of the girls in the class thought I was great,but not Patti. She just fumed with anger. A boy had shown her up,actually made a better Liza then she did. The teacher asked me to see herafter school; she had something she wanted to discuss with me.After school, I went to Mrs. Stone's room. She was sitting behind herdesk grading some. You're allheart," Tom replied."That I am, Tommy me boyo, that I am," Phil said, then added, "Seriously,enjoy yourself. Get away from here. You really don't belong here; you andI both know that. You're too smart for this place -- stay, and it willgrind you down to be like the rest of us." Thanks Phil, but I really need the work. There are too many other menout there who would be glad to have a job, even one like this."Phil looked at him for a moment, then starting to walk away, he said,"you're. He said just enjoy my drink and maybe we'll dance. About that time two men approached our table and asked if I wanted to dance. My husband was the first to reply "go ahead babe enjoy yourself." I was half taken back by his allowing me to dance with another man especially a black man. It was a fast dance though and I felt comfortable being I loved to dance.When we got back to the table there was another drink waiting and my husband said "compliments of our new friends." These men were both black. "But I'm not a visual arts person, and quite frankly, the painting just looks, well, blue."Ben grinned, but he was still irked by the whole thing. "But look how much they want for that thing! It's extortion!" You think that's bad," Ally began, "I could tell you about some doozies hanging in the Smithsonian right now." Do tell," he encouraged as they continued walking down the street."Okay... the first was so big, it took up an entire wall from floor to ceiling in the National Museum of Art.".