So much for any privacy he thoughtas he tried to doze off to sleep. About ten minutes later, Phil satstraight up in his bed, his body in a cold sweat....He put his hands ontop of his head. He had forgotten about his new hairdo. The shortblonde permed curls he now sported were a far cry from his normalhairstyle. How could he explain to his friends about the change? Heknew they would ask about it and most likely tease him for awhile. Andthen he thought about his shaved body. In order to hide them,. A school bus would pick him up in the morning and send him back home in the afternoon. In school, Mendez made new friends.After school, when Mendez returned back home, he normally went for a swim on the lake, by the woods facing their backyard. Mendez loved swimming.Whenever Mendez went for a swim, Rachel would sometimes go out and check up on him. Both Rachel and his mom knew that Mendez should be safe, since he knew how to swim and that the lake was safe.The lake was like Mendez's private. I was beginning to worry whether or not you'dmake it back before the game tonight, Dee," said a familiar soundingfemale voice from behind Ms. Dalton."Joanna?" I asked, not knowing what was going on.I didn't know Joanna Ellis was a Tri-Delta. That didn't seem right, butwho else did I know that called me just Dee? How could I not knowsomething like that? Aside from the time I'd been Don - I realized Ihad no idea just how long that had been - and had a thing for her,Joanna was my sorority. He noticed he had managed to knock 20 whole minutes out of his day. It was still three hours before he could reasonably leave for the ballpark.He would go in early again. John Milton still had things to show him about the idiosyncrasies of Dodger Stadium. Game time was 5 p.m. – so ASN could broadcast the game in prime time to most of the United States.The leagues had a new alignment – with Houston moving to the American League – and that had increased the number of interleague games from 18 to.