The rumor of our passing became a state legend.66 North to 31 is not necessarily the shortest route to 31, but the shorter route had the weakest bridg...s, the tightest turns and the nosiest local cops.Not exactly known for making the smartest decisions, the successful trip puffed me up ... I so Proud.Wait for it.As morning rolled around to noon, we were sitting at the bar in the Antler when three Highway troopers walked in the door. One sat to our right, one sat to our left, and one stood behind. "I may not have as many curls as you do, but I'm loving this hairdo toofor tonight. I feel like it's gonna be fun to be blonde for tonight?"She turned, modeling her hair for him as she now also had a few layers asher hair had been transformed from a medium brown to a golden blondecolor. Some platinum highlights gave it dimension as it streamed in along style past her shoulder blades, with the entire backset in a fewlayers of big tussled curls. In the front, it sat in a middle part,ruffling away. After going over her test with her, I managed to get her to commit to working after class the next week or two to get her caught up. I left her sitting at the table reworking part of her test without really knowing what her exact problem had been, but it was easy enough to guess it had had to do with her attraction towards her roommate.I got to Suzi’s just as her phone rang, and through Suzi, Eric and I had a pretty good conversation.This might sound weird, but it was good to hear he was taking. "Mom called you Mr. Higgins. That's my name. Randy Higgins, Jr. Is your name Randy too?" It is Randy Higgins, Senior. One big Randy and one small Randy. I'm big and you are small. Senior and Junior." Dessert was set on the table. I think Cynthia did this to keep Randy from thinking more about the relationship between us.I asked Cynthia if she would like me to help with the dishes.Junior was waiting for her answer. "Thank you, maybe next time. Tonight you have a book to finish reading."Junior.