.That set off another diatribe about underage drinking. Which was okay,because it was a lot better than confessing to a combination ofcrossdressing an... underage sex with both girls and boys, wasn't it?I was doing my best now to tune out of the bollocking I was getting, butsuddenly I heard a familiar name and started paying attention again."... said she hadn't heard from you either, and she seemed reallyannoyed. I thought she was your girlfriend?" She is," I protested. But in truth, I wasn't so. Blues." I said"Oh yes! this way! please." he said snobishlyWalking behind him where he turned to seat me two tables from the woman I chimed in "I think I'll sit with this enchanting lady if she doesn't mind the company." I said bowing to the lovely lady"I would like that very much." she said with a smileSitting there with the beautiful woman we made small talk till the waiter came over to take our orders in perfect French I spoke with great elequence and with out taking my eyes from her the man. Not like the watered down stuff you hear about on the news, but like out of the old days.” Sheets and slurs and crosses a’burn, he thought. Likely not KKK around here but there were plenty of supremacist organizations to catering that party. Fuck. Jahn had a long history of antagonizing bigots online; he’d have to moderate his instinct for smart-ass remarks. “It’s hard for people to deal with. I understand if you don’t want to come.” Of course Jenny understood, but it was also clear in her eyes. She was a pretty prominent journalist for a local newspaper, owned her own book store on Main St, and coached the Volleyball team for the high school on Wednesdays. ‘Carrie, are you listening? Carrie? Hello earth to Carrie, come in Carrie…’ ‘Huh….wh…oh I’m sorry what were you saying?’ stammered Carrie as a slow blush crawled across her face, ‘Wait! What are you doing here and how did you get in? How do you know my name?’ ‘Shh it’s alright quiet down. I am sorry if I frightened you it wasn’t my.