"You have a boyfriend," her mother asked surprised by that revelation. The last that she had heard, Denise was in total despair of ever finding a boyf...iend."Yes, I do," Denise said. She said, "He's around here somewhere. I'll introduce him to you when he manages to break free from what he's doing."Her father frowned and asked, "Why isn't he here with you?" Oh, he's probably running an errand for Michelle. I think she wants to add the best man to her stable," Denise answered with a smile."Her. You know how it is,” Moe replied.“That I do.”“You like livin’ in Texas?”“It’s cool. So, what do you do for fun up where you are?”“Me and my niggas like to chill. You know. Drink. Smoke a li’l. Bowl. Shoot pool. Shit like that.”“I love bowling.”“Oh, really? Don’t come up and get spanked like you did in spades.”“First of all, I didn’t get spanked. Let me get Will to be my partner and I’ll show you.”“Don’t blame it on the other person.”“Boy, shut up.”“The only boy I see is you,” Moe. We support the work done by the WWF so Donna was more than happy to talk to him. As he stood against the units giving us all the talk, Donna looked at me in her knowing way and I knew that this was the day she wanted me to do what she’d asked. As Donna and he talked, he was married, 47, a little chubby and dressed in a shirt and trousers. I went upstairs by the back stairs, I could see into the kitchen from here to monitor proceedings. It didn’t take Donna long to move herself into the position. " I walk around to the other side of the pit and get set. Bob takes aflare from the bag at his feet, strikes it against the cap and it startsto burn. He pitches it into the pit. The kerosene instantly ignites. Bobwatches the fire for a few seconds."YOU READY?" he shouts."YES!" We both swing our poles over the pit."ALRIGHT. 1 ... 2 ... 3." We pull our ropes and the liquid oxygen poursout. There is a humongous WHOOSH as it hits the fire.Suddenly, it's as if the sun came up and I'm standing.