"They have to inform you that right now you will stillhave to use the boys' room. I'm sorry, change is coming, but they'rejust not ready yet."Lana was...relieved that the expected reprimand had not come and rathersurprised by the Principal's compassion. Lana, was reminded of how Alanhad punched Mr Weinstein and called him Jew names, but got away with itthrough spurious technicalities."That's OK, sir," Lana reassured the Principal, who was relieved at thepositive response. "Thank you for telling. At once, he felt something was wrong here. Before he knew it, he was facing a brick wall with graffiti that had to be at least a decade old, a gun to his back. "Nice shoes, nice jeans, and if you wannna see how nice this gun is, try something stupid."Ricky felt his head getting clearer, colder. It was how he had often escaped serious injury when his father felt like giving him a few lumps for forgetting his soda bottle on the living room table, or when he had knocked a can of his dad's favorite. She tapped at the door."Enter," she heard him say.Holly opened the door. John saw her and his grey eyes became wary."Come in, Holly. Close the door, please."She entered and sat in the chair facing his desk."John, we have to talk."He looked up and nodded."I talked to Marnie earlier," he said, his face unreadable."John, I did something terrible to you last night," Holly said, her eyes filling with tears.John nodded, without comment.He rose and went to the door."Holly, I have a meeting I have to. Kurt grabbed me next, and I thought he was half Anaconda the way he nearly crushed my bones.“You take good care of our girl, Bobby.” He leaned over and whispered.I’m about to get ahead of myself, so I’ll tell you all about that stuff later. Right now, Jennifer and me, and the rest of the gang are going down to the lake and swim naked, get some sun, and let Jen, and Jas, meet all the friends we’ve made here.“So, what do you think of Bobby’s NEW friend?” Meghan asked me.“I think our son is in.