I sat in the chair to eat my pizza and drink the coke. It was either that or let Luis brag that he got me into his bed."You like living here?" I asked..."Better than the homeless shelter, which may be my next address," he said."Okay stall, stay here as long as you can. Maybe they won't toss you out on your old ass," I said. "Either way run out the clock. If nothing else comes along, maybe I can help some. But Luis, there are no free lunches. You will have to work for everything you get from me.". Oh gosh, I'm sorry Darryl; I guess you'll miss your folks a lot." Yeah but I like it here a lot too." Darryl was quiet for a minute; then, in an almost overly casual voice, "Ah... I guess, Courtney didn't wanna come?" Nah, her Mom wouldn't let her," said Robyn.Her grandmother turned around puzzled. "That's odd; when I saw Karen Archer at the grocery store, she thought it was terrific; she knew Courtney would flip. And Robyn, you told me it was Courtney that had changed her mind." Suddenly, she. But you must realize that I have my own crosses to bear. I doubt that I'll be the happiest person in the world." Jeff Turner, you are the best friend a girl could have in the whole wide world, I could kiss you." Promises, promises, Sal. I'll call you when I get up to town on Friday evening, but God alone knows what time that will be. But hold on a minute, I haven't got an invite; you know that I'm the last person in the world that the George Arnold would invite to his stepdaughter's wedding.". The place was kind of non descriptive, with weeds in the flower beds, indicating that the grounds were not that well kept up, but at least the grass was mowed.When they rang the door bell, they were taken aback when a rather large black man opened the door and smiled at her. "You Pat?"Pat did a double take. The guy was black... a fucking nigger... what the hell?She knew it was too late to pull away, when he held out his hand to her."Mack is the name. Good to meet you Mrs.... you didn't tell me.