I want you to report to my office first thing Monday morning, we have some planning to do before we take our trip to the conference on Wednesday.? Lex... turned to leave.?Don’t’ forget to pick up a little notebook.? You may list the amount due $1,503.87 and subtract $25 for services rendered.?Lexy walked back to her desk to get her stuff so she could go to Scott’s game. She had been no angel, she was a girl of her time and she had been with a number of men. But this was going to be very difficult. "All whites are devils," was his credo, but according to him, that wasn't racist, it was just the way of the world, something the black man had to endure. The church -- Bethel African Baptist -- was very political, and had been for a good many years, and the politics were pretty radical and separatist in more ways than one. The church had a reputation around St. Louis for getting involved in racial incidents and inflaming them, rather than trying to smooth things over -- and Kwame had been in. ”Her mind was sealed and Mac knew she was lying. There wouldn’t have been any fireball if she hadn’t done it herself.“Sweetheart,” Mac said, trying not to upset her, “You have a problem with control. I need to find out if, taken by surprise, you can reform your body, after.”“Why?” Lisa asked. “I tell you that I can reform every time! You don’t need to test me anymore. Mom set off a nuclear explosion a couple of weeks ago and I survived that!”“Did you know it was going to happen?” Mac asked.Lisa. I was comfortable in khaki slacks and a loose men's shirt with the sleeves rolled up. I had one foot braced on the porch railing and rocked my chair slowly.I heard the screen door to the hotel creak but didn't turn around. I sensed someone sitting down, leaving a couple of chairs vacant between us. I didn't speak, continuing to rock. Finally I heard a throat clear beside me and turned to look.It was her, of course, my little blonde soccer mom from the beach. She was wearing a bright yellow.