When the strippers started to exit, we watched for the Latina that gave us the private lap dances. She unlocked her car, a white Ford Taurus but she g...t caught talking to another stripper. Liam & I slipped into her car and was able to hide from her.When she got in, she was mumbling something to herself. She didn't even notice that we were sitting in the back seat with a knife and a gun, ready to attack. She started driving but suddenly got stalled on a lone stretch of highway, close to our. She'd be doing everything we do. Why not?" Then let's get her a man!" said Meg.At that point the party got a little hazy. All of the girls had been drinking, and as some of them started approaching single men on my behalf, they were misunderstood and swept up onto the dance floor themselves. Then married or not, some started disappearing into the parking lot with their partners, returning disheveled.A tall young man leaned over me and asked me to dance. I looked up frightened. This wasn't in. " Oh, you won't even tell me one little plot point? Just for me?" Sorry," I said. "If the Virgin Mary Herself came down and asked me about my writing I'd stay mum until I had something to show her."Angela sighed, long, slow, and pretty. She lay her head on my shoulder and whispered in my ear: "I've been learning to knit." Knit?" I repeated. "Not many people do that these days." I have a big house, no kids, and no job," she said. "I just wanted something to do with my hands, and I wanted it to. The only fly on the butter was the trailer. It was still sitting by the fence ... clean, to be sure, but still a reminder. Someone was living in it ... I have no idea who.Every month a hundred and twenty-five dollars shows up on my kitchen table and there are days that I think there will never be an end to the little brown men who come out, load into trucks and do whatever they do. I am usually in the creek mining architectural rocks ... me and my assigned helpers ... when the trucks deliver.My.