’ Sheila shrugged and scolded one of the kids who’d headed for the street. ‘I-I don’t know. Maybe I ought to ask Bill. I mean, we’ve been ta...king about me getting a job when the kids get older and are in school.’ She thought a while. ‘We…we could use the money and all…’ ‘Talk to your husband,’ Lou said. ‘School board meetings are at night, so he can watch the kids. You can still be a full-time Mom during the day.’ He did some quick calculations in his head. ‘I’ll pay you a dollar fifty a column. “They say once an addict, always an addict. We just aren’t practicing anymore.” “That’s all crap you memorize so that you can spout it out to other junkies,” she said.“Are you a junkie?” I asked putting a plate of bacon and eggs on the table in front of her.“I ain’t no junkie,” she said.“Good, then I won’t have to worry about you leaving to score,” I said.“I might leave because I’m bored though,” she replied.And while you are out running wild you just might score,” I replied. “But you got it. ..Another thought that she immediately cut off, instead focusing on Sherrie, the Bass player of the band. A bit older than the rest of the band, a senior at the school. She cursed like a sailor, wore two obvious tattoos, not counting the one on her back that James had seen, and had no qualms about giving her opinion to anyone and everyone. Technically competent, with a flair for improvisation, she was by far the best member of the band as far as being a "band member" went. If one could look. .. and sneaking off to your own private hideaway every morning. Much as I might have wanted it, I never imagined I could feel that kind of love for myself. Not until...”I shot him a smirk and finished for him, “Not until Brooke.” And then I handed him the second suitcase.He took the suitcase, set it down, and pulled the telescoping handle. “At first, I thought she was just messing around with me, having a casual summer fling soon forgotten. But then a year later, she seemed just as excited to.