"There was a flashlight in the utility room," I offered, remembering seeing it sitting on a shelf by the fuse panel while we'd been in there with Bobb... yesterday. I walked back and grabbed it, realizing it was one of those rechargeable ones that stayed plugged in until you needed it. Good, we wouldn't have to worry about the batteries dying while we were in the tunnel. I brought it back and flipped it on then stepped through the door.Inside the door the tunnel was about 4 feet wide and eight. Industrial paint wasn’t like regular paint at all and it took some scrubbing to get it off of my hands. I was bent over the utility sink, picking and peeling paint, when a swat out of nowhere struck my back side.“Fuck me!” I exclaimed, raising up and grabbing an ass cheek, “What the hell was that for?” I asked, turning to see Jones with a riding crop in one hand and an eyebrow furrowed at me.“In my office now.” she ordered, parsing her lips at me.If this was about Bertha, she was just going to. And maybe he's not my real father, like he is yours. But back then, I needed one and he was it. Jase was always like my big brother, but Eddie... he didn't even know me, and he took me right in." How come he didn't know you?" I asked. "Did Jase know you?" Well, yeah," Luke said, frowning. "Look, it's complicated, Rory."I frowned. "People keep saying that." Eddie can be a good father," Luke insisted. "You're just not interested in giving him a chance. I mean, you're mad at him for something that. Where's the trouble inthat." I spoke more toward Willie than Luke. "I'll call you tomorrow,okay." I gave him a nod and a wink.As he exited the shop he turned, waved, and then said, "Talk to youthen."After wheeling the CBR into the shop, I turned to Willie. "Okay let'shave it." I can't believe you're going to let that little queer ride your bikes." I told you once to stop with the names and I'm not going to say itagain; and what makes you think he's a fairy or queer or whatever." I saw him at.