“We even called another one of the guys in the club who we thought might be free today to see if he was available to help out too.” Dannell again.... Donnell: “he is on his way here now, just in case. Would you like to meet him?” It occurred to me that I had not actually agreed to be one of the entertainments for their club, but I supposed that, now I was thinking about it, I did want to be one some time, and in fact had been thinking about when it could be arranged in the back of my head.Now I. If you want to ... I mean ... would you like to come?” she stuttered nervously.“Oh, I don’t know Courtney, I’m not much of a party guy.” I said quietly.“Yea, I kind of figured that, it’s ok, no big deal. Just thought I would ask.” she replied.She appeared to be somewhat disappointed, as she turned to walk away. I thought quickly, maybe she is asking for herself and not a friend as Ashley had suggested. I reached out and tapped her on the shoulder.“Hey Courtney, you going to the game tonight?” I. Please sir, I'm so sorry."His expression never changed. He said, "You are only sorry that I am your supervisor and hold your lives in my hand. In your mind I am nothing but an uppity nigger who has no right living in your neighborhood and no right doing anything but janitor work and yard work for white people."He was right of course. But I was right too. It's the way we were raised to think. I know that isn't much of an excuse. I had friends in high school that had developed friendships with. Many kilometres away. But it's been getting steadily closer as the war's gone on. Bit like the tide coming in, I guess."The girls felt strangely awe-struck by the disfigured woman. She was so skinny, with the outline of her ribs and hips showing clearly through her tanned bare skin. Her feet were flattened and rough. Her toe- and finger-nails were crooked and broken. Many of her teeth were missing, particularly at the front. Back home, Sharon and Tracey had never seen anyone in such a bad way,.