'Yard work this weekend, Nick, you lemme see the check when it arrives. Good enough?' Save me having to do it, I thought, feeling pleased. 'You know h...w to rake leaves?' He nodded anxiously, then realized I'd made a joke, smiled in a relieved way.'Yessir, Mr. Taylor.' Polite kid.'Call me Doug or I throw your ass out now. Say it.' He gulped.'Uh, yes ... Doug.' Good enough for a first try. He fled and I settled back down on the couch. College is a mixed experience. I learnt to enjoy reading, iron. “The job is yours on two conditions.”“Aw shit! Here it comes. My brother said you were a faggot.”Jerry turned to look at Abe in surprise. The people in this neighborhood really didn’t trust whites. Shaking his head, he replied, “Fuck you, kid. All I was going to say was that you had to go to school everyday.”“Why would you want that?” asked Abe puzzled. He was still trying to figure the angle that this guy was taking.“I’m not training you for a career if you can’t get promoted. Without a high. Neither one of them cared about the age difference, nor what others thought. The only thing that mattered is what they felt in their hearts.Jack lay there looking at Natasha sleeping so peacefully next to him. He didn't regret the day they met, but that morning as he was sitting there watching her and he quietly questioned his motives."What am I doing? She's young enough to be my daughter. I probably shouldn't be here, in love with her, but how could I stop myself ... the first time we kissed,. Mr Hilston is on the lounge, half drunk, with a bottle of cheap whisky on the floor beside the lounge. He has a severe look on his face. Gordie can sense a very strong determination in him, and he can see the end of a pistol butt under the cushion he’s lying on.Mr Hilston sees him and says, “Be a good boy and take Melody out to play, son.”Gordie walks over to him and asks, “So you can kill yourself while she’s gone?” Melody gasps and Mr Hilston jerks as if hit by a strong punch.He shakes his.