”Slipping the second Coke in the cup holder for the agent, Ed opened his and took a sip. An easy silence descended on the pair which lasted until Jo... returned to the car. Slipping behind the wheel, Joe looked at the Coke and opened it. Before taking a sip, he said, “Thanks. I needed this.”As the three men drank their Cokes, an uneasy silence settled over the men. The source of the uneasiness was the FBI agent, as he kept tapping on the steering wheel. The time passed slowly, but the clock. The teacher did a class on blood types when the partially heard exchanges between my Dad and the doctors jelled in my head. I knew then Dad wasn't Chips' biological father. I became so ill Gram had to pick me up.When we got home I told her why I had become ill. She hugged me gently and told me one day I would understand that life as an adult could be hard and confusing at times.It seemed simple to me. You met someone. Fell in love. Spent the rest of your life together. Death do us part and all. The barmaid is a tall thin red head dressed in what I call a punk rock outfit. She's wearing low cut black jeans, a skin tight black tee shirt with some band on it, and black boots. From behind I see she's got a tattoo of some type of snake. She's dressed in that slutty way many of the young girls who attend high school with my daughters. I mean I'd really like to meet the moms who let their daughters leave the house in the morning dressed like such sluts....geez.Although I don't see a single. I heard you sold them.”“You heard right,” she replied easily. “How much would you like to put on your card?”“Would $12,000 be all right?” I asked.“Sure,” Angel said, leaning over and flashing an abundance of cleavage my way. No wonder men drool over her. She came back up with a form and pushed it to me over the counter. She seemed to be looking past me part of the time and it gave me the feeling that I should turn around and look at what was outside her window. Instead, I shifted my focus to.