’ ‘So?’ This was just the beginning. I knew Jeff. He wasn’t going to give up. ‘You’re a very difficult man,’ I said. ‘I thought I was ... young fellow of just eighteen.’ ‘You’re a very difficult boy.’ I paused to see if we had changed the subject. ‘Perhaps. You were going to tell me about your parents.’ ‘I’m, like a character to them, not a person. I have a role to play. I have lines. I’m expected to follow the script.’ ‘Who’s your character?’ he asked. ‘The proper young lady. Knows all the right. ” Duncan relaxed his grip. “I'm sorry. Maybe you wouldn't mind having that drink with me.” “Why?” now she was hesitant. “Because I could use a friend.” She sat back down and picked up the bottle. “So, tell me about Scotland.” One drink turned into a few, then dinner, and then he was walking her home. Her apartment was a few blocks from the restaurant, but he didn't want the night to end. They had talked for the past six hours straight and it felt good to have normal conversation with someone. Sexual. This little incest (come on, does anyone still thinks of sex between cousins as incest?) was another secret. No one knew about it.Anyway, so that Sunday they all had a nice lunch. 22 people, it was obviously a second party, but a little closer than the one on the night before. Yes, 22 people. Roger, Lucy and their eight children, plus Jill and Brad. George, Claire and their five children. Plus Grace. And Rachel Simmons, Brian's girlfriend. And Valerie Tyler, Bill's girlfriend.22 people,. She hollered, "Rags" be nice, let me have some breath, you asshole. I love you, but don't do me in."The second big man put Lisa down and said, "Oh my goodness, you are just a beautiful princess. Is that white boy you brought in a good man or should we do away with him?" He's a keeper, Rags. You'll like the man when you get to know him. Just say hi to Chuck and give him some coffee. If you want to be entertained, give him your axe and listen. Go get some guitars and let's play for the people..