Then I heard Mary say that she had a black friend who could comeover and prove it. I expected Sue to kick her out of the house butto my surprise she s...id ok. Mary quickly made a phone call and thentold Sue that he would be over in 15 minutes. I heard Sue say good,because I wouldn’t be home for a few hours and that they could allgo to the bedroom. I couldn’t believe it. But now I was curious asto what she would do, how far would she go. I quickly snuck up toour bedroom and hid in the. It was a weekday morning and the mall had just opened. We didn't have long to wait before our contact arrived."Señor Ricardo?" he asked politely."Yes, and you are Chaco?" Si. May I sit?" Of course. This is Sally Baynes, my assistant."He nodded politely. He was indeed a big man, squeezing himself into the booth we had chosen. By his look, he was mid-to-late thirties and his acne-ravaged face would never be called handsome. But then, we weren't looking for handsome."Señor Vasquez wishes to. Uh oh, Amy's pissed again. Iguess everyone could tell, because nobody said a thing all during theshowering and dressing process. Until I came out of the bathroom with atowel on and saw what they had on the TV. Still in a bad mood."Oh great," I said. "Didn't we just see these guys on the beach?" Which ones?" Sarah asked, all innocent."All of them."Evidently, MTV had chosen our beach to do one of their Spring Breakdealies, and they were showing some kind of bullshit contest where chicksin. Remembering the hot summer days, you lay on the thick mattress in the bedroom on the patchwork quilt and close your eyes and dream, dream of the hot afternoons cleaning the windows, washing the car, the hot rays of the sun on your forehead, and the beads of sweat wiped off by the kerchiefs, and the wet cloth of your cotton T-shirt clinging to your body as you worked the garden, and painted the shed and fell on the backyard lounge chair to rest. Your dreams flickered. In the sleep of your dreams.