I took it and drank. I didn’t really like beer, but I didn’t want to let him know.In another half hour three more boys had come, and there were se...en of us. Two were obviously beatniks, turtlenecks and square glasses and berets and neat goatees. They could almost have been twins. They had a superior air about them, a little snotty. Jeff closed all the windows and put a towel at the base of the apartment door. Then he produced a short, thin yellow cigarette.Another boy had a lighter and Jeff. Two of the crew had returned to our farm every year since the year I was born...We ate and Pa left the dime tip as always. Henrietta, our usual waitress, always gave us good service so Pa always let her know we appreciated it. Today you'd be yelled at if you left a ten-cent tip.As we were leaving the café, Ma spied Mary Jean ahead of us. She had been crying. Ma called, "Mary, Mary Jean, wait up." She hurried ahead and asked Mary Jean if she wanted a job helping to cook during the wheat. Success or failure will give us direction for the next step. That will be ‘ ‘Wait a minute! Stop right there. I don’t know how much veto power I have here, but if you want my participation in this project you have to change your plans. I don’t want you to use Fred, sorry, I mean the small lab rat, for your first attempt to restore an animal.’ John said, ‘Why in heaven’s name not, Art? It’s the most logical next step in restoring you to your normal size.’ ‘I’m sorry, John, it’s a long story.. We should meet and catch up. It’s been awhile.”Henry erupted in laughter. “Ha! This is hilarious. Text him back. Say yes.”“Are you crazy? I haven’t seen this guy in like five years!”“Yeah, so? Go for it,” Henry maintained his silly grin. “He’s like 23 now.”“Yeah, I know, a year younger than you!”Henry shrugged. “It’s no big deal. Meet up for dinner, maybe a drink.”“Ugh, Henry,” Denise rolled her eyes again.He kept looking at her, smiling.“Fine!”Denise texted back, “Sounds great. There’s a new.