I knew what I wanted in my stocking. It was about seven inches long, hard, and I liked to play with it. If you're guessing a Barbie doll, you just hav...n't been paying attention. We thought we would have lots of time to get together, even if one of us had to walk the four miles... but it didn't work out that way. Even though the season for my high school soccer team was over my club team was entered in a big tournament in Miami that kept me out of town for four days. Throw in the normal family. According to them I’m disabled due to injuries received inside. Hell everybody gets injured in the Joint.” he said.“John you have had most of your skeleton broken at one time or another. How come they call it isolation, when you get tossed of the third story walkway,” Lucy asked.“I slipped,” John said.“Right you slipped over the handrail,” she replied.“Freak accident,” I explained.“You broke your collar bone twice,” she said.“No, It was each of them once,” He replied. “It wasn’t so bad. It got. Unfortunately, they choose to close their eyes to that truth. The other day, I was on the Red Line Train heading to work when I heard two black women talking. They were going on and on about the dearth of available black men out there, and how they wish black males would get their act together. I shook my head and ignored their banter. A young black man came in, and sat next to a blonde-haired white woman who was clearly his girlfriend. They looked affectionately at one another and kissed. I. Karen often found herself wishing Dana would stop in, just so she could talk to her for a bit. Dana had a fantastic sense of humor, and was quick with a joke, or sarcastic quip that never failed to make her laugh. She never would have guessed that Dana was gay, but it really didn’t bother her that she was. Besides, Karen knew she had no room to talk, since she’d spent the majority of her college years involved with another woman. Her senior year, the girl had dumped her cold, and she’d sworn.