"Who's going to take the jeans back to Wal-Mart if the zipper doesn't work?" Rose had asked."Oh," I'd said, and the argument was over.Now, after I'd h...d more time to reflect on my ignorance of all things sewing, I knew the metal buttons were imminently more practical. Rose had help with this education too by handing me a little pamphlet, two pieces of cloth, a zipper, and telling me I could have zipper fly jeans as soon as I could make the zipper work to close the two pieces of cloth. I never. I went to a pub for a drink with a friend, I came home early with the last bus around 12:30 I did not want to use a taxi it cost a lot. I went to bed around 1:00 at 2:30 I heart Jean Peter and Maggie returning home, soon everybody was to bed,Half an hour later Maggie came to my room, she said how was my evening, ok I said, yours, fine she replied, and sat to the bed next to me, it a petty you were alone this Christmas eve evening, did you have a nice time with the girls she asked, and said, I. They all got a big laugh at that and then locked on blank faces when they saw he was not joking.Amy had gotten Diego his favorite "Tacos" from the franchise inside the lobby. She knew he wanted a beer but was afraid it would not look good in the middle of the day so she settled for a root beer instead. He thanked her and they sat squatted down on the asphalt using pieces of cardboard to keep the heat from blistering their bottoms. The other workers seemed surprised to see her sitting like that. Didn't you get any sleep last night?" Not really, that dammed alarm clock is broken or something. Half the time it doesn't wake me up, the other half it goes off for no reason." Well maybe you should go out today and get yourself a new one." Umm... yes I was planning to. Uh John, speaking of going out today, I have something I need to ask you." Sure mom, anything for you." John turned from his mother and grinned wickedly as he poured himself a glass of orange juice. He knew what was.