Was Wexler bullied?”“Yeah. According to Child & Family Services. They’re over on 4th Street, maybe they’ll talk with you. But Wexler was only ... target in grade school. By middle school, he turned things around, became the bully.” She added more sugar, stirred her coffee, “He changed himself into a genuine tough guy. Small as he is, not many want to gravel-dance with him.”I nodded, neither did I.“And he spent some time on the Montana rodeo circuit. Added to his rep.” She shook her head, “He was. .i looked like a boy in girls clothes,I was so disappointed, my mum then said, "I think we will try some makeupon you now."What was I getting myself into, she dabbed some pinkish cream on my faceand rubbed it in she then went to work with several pads and brushes shelined my eyes with a pencil thing, she brushed my eyelashes and rubbedcolour into my eyelids then she started pulling out some of the hair ofmy eyebrows ...that hurt when she had finished she drew over theremaining hairs with a. How are you? Fine, sir, EJ replied. And you? Good, thanks, he said. We had a conversation with him, then ate what grandma had made to eat. The next day, we were still at my grandmothers house. EJ had to stay in the living room. EJ and I sat in the back yard since all the little kids were running around the front. I sat on his lap and we made out. I love you, he said as he pulled away. I love you, too, I replied. He started to stand so I stood also. He held my hand and walked me to the pool. It's too bad Mr. Hutchins couldn't join us." Oh, he wanted to," Bambi sighed. "But after Robert had that awful stroke, it's been difficult for all of us." I'm so sorry, uh ... Would you like to sit down?" Mom gestured towards the living room. "Trent, why don't you bring us some iced tea?" Sure Mom," I agreed.Mom had told me to be on my best behavior, but mostly out of habit, and in any case, I knew I had to at least pretend like I wanted to impress Lisa's mother so mine wouldn't get suspicious..