Something was between his head and the pillow. He reached up and pulled a mass of black hair into view. He found himself missing the short straw color...d hair he used to have. This was better than being dead, but only just.In the corner of the sumptuous bedroom a full length mirror was mounted on the wall. He knew sooner or later he was going to have to face his new self. He threw back the bed covers and climbed out of bed. He avoided looking at himself as he walked unsteadily to the mirror. But. ..” I added that last bit under my breath.Unfortunately for me, I had forgotten that all mothers come fully equipped with standard features like super hearing, eyes in the backs of their heads, and a sixth sense for when one of their kids had been naughty. As soon as I said it, I knew straight away that I should have stopped at ‘pregnant’, as my mom’s eyes narrowed and her head snapped up to stare intently at me.“Mostly?” Mom said, her voice had a strained edge to it.“Just that evil bitch. “Of the four guys, I think the first one we talked to, Alonzo Johnson, is the best. He didn’t have the highest GPA, but he used dBase and Novell for his senior project.”“I have no objections,” Julia said. “It’s your decision, Dave.”“I agree,” I said. “I’m glad to see we’re hiring a black guy.”“Why?”“When I saw Gerald Brown a couple of weeks ago, he asked me why we didn’t have any minorities except Mario, when the city is about half minority. It’s a legitimate question. And because you picked. ‘Yeah, she was a handful. But now she’s settled down, and happy.’ Wentworth stared at the photo with an atypical look of fondness. ‘So, did you come by to tell me you caught my burglars?’ ‘No, Sir. I’m afraid not. Actually, I stopped to talk to one of your guests, Thomas Dubois.’ Wentworth laughed. ‘I put a bad scare into him last night. He walked all the way out here yesterday, lookin’ for a room. Had some wild story. Said his car was stolen. Later on, a pickup truck pulled in, and I thought.