" Petra smiled back ather."It's a compliment. I'm Rita." The prostitute offered her hand."Petra," Petra shook it."Look; we don't like other girls w...rking our patch. It takes money fromour pockets, besides your kind work down on Clifton Road." Ritarummaged in her handbag for cigarettes."Here." Petra offered her one hers."Look I'm only here for one night and I won't be back I promise. It'stoo complicated to explain." Petra ignited her bic and Rita leaned itto light her cigarette."Alright. . To Julia's relief, that didn't change, even as the young woman sat there numbly, not saying a word, not sure what to say.After more than fifteen minutes of silence, Trisha had seemed to take the hint. She'd taken another swig from an unmarked bottle in the back seat, and begun the drive home, neither mother or daughter saying a word for the entire trip.Julia hadn't told her father - how could she? - and when he came home, she was locked in her room, holding her knees and rocking back and forth,. He drove the baseline for the basket, but was elbowed by the opposing center as he went up for the game tying shot. Jim game down on his tail bone with a jar, and saw stars. He was semiconscious as his concerned teammates helped the tall, handsome 17-year old to the sidelines.The scene before him wavered. Overlaid with the normal sight of a high school gym and the small stands came a sudden vision. 'He' seemed to be laid out on a dirty floor semiconscious, crying and weeping loudly from a blow. We wolves wobble but we don't fall down.Belinda's agile body had no problem assuming a standing position with effortless ease. Ahhh! To be young again with working knees."I'm turning to face you now, son." I kept my voice as calm and as firm as I could as I assumed what I hoped was a wise and grandfatherly expression. People see what they want to see. Obi-Wan Kenobi meets Indiana Jones, I hoped the eagle feather helped. "Oh my God! Jayson, he's an old man," the girl's eyes widened in surprise.