Laurie had no idea who Cal was, but Cal knew. She was his half sister, the legitimate child of his biological father. Somewhere his real father had g...own some balls. He must have gotten a second girl pregnant but had married the second one. Laurie was in the ninth grade when he was a senior so he guessed it made sense. His real father was certainly in college, old enough to take on the responsibility. Cal had made a point of crossing paths with her a couple times. He didn’t want to face her. Back and forth they move, in a kind of choreographed dance, their bodies and minds cojoined in that special way that only preteen ‘buddies’ can be. In a few moments more, they will be ordinary boys on an ordinary Saturday afternoon, but for the moment they are Altar Boys, specially dedicated, specially chosen from among their peers to perform Christ’s work. Even Billy, who can make a joke of anything, moves with some degree of reverence. He is dark and bulky, tall for his age and deeply. I was young and saw myself as an artist, and I thought My artwork had no value if it wasn't exactly like I intended it to be.Even in your current state, the idea of the only true and all powerful God being a teenage hipster with anger issues fighten you more than when you thought He was just an old bigot with anger issues.Don't worry, I calmed down since then, He declares like He just read your mind. Which He probably did. Now I see Myself more like a scientist. I do experiments. I'm curious."I. The conversation had been getting heated in the last few minutes and finally come to a head. Sarah was nineteen but still behaved quite naively at times.Her friend, Laura, was another thing entirely and since an incident a few weeks ago, I was very wary of her.I was dressed in my navy suit for work, with a crisp, white shirt, dark tie and platinum cufflinks. I had just to finish with a touch of aftershave and then I could hit the road for my fifty-odd-minute commute to the office. Frequently,.