”Mr. Baird nodded in understanding. “Okay, that interview is postponed until tomorrow evening. Today, though, most likely right after school and b...fore practice, they’ll interview you about that brouhaha downtown,” Mr. Baird added as he leaned forward in his chair, which squeaked under the weight change. “So, what the heck happened this weekend?”“Well, I’m doing the interview with KSAT-12 because their reporter, Alicia Martinez, pretty much had everything right in her reporting. So you can. I won't even enjoyit.'Bobby was deluding himself. He had fantasized about what it would feellike to be one of those girls since he first went to a strip club on his18th birthday. While he played with the thought that he was reallysacrificing himself to do something nice for his girlfriend, he looked atsome pornographic websites. He wanted to find a picture of somebody thathe would want to look like when he stripped. He printed some of thepictures that he found on the websites. He stuffed them. "Tiffany smiled and handed her the diaper bag. A full bottle of formula sat in the dispenser. She slipped it into the bag.Jason kept an eye on the big centurion. Something about the man set off his danger sense. He looked to be one of those nosey busybody types who think they know best. Best to play it cool. As soon as he pumped a bun into Anita, he'd be on easy street.The boy listened to him. Jason had needed less than a week to teach little Howie to learn his place.Jason even carried the boy. . Do you two live together?”“No, I’m just here at my sister’s request. May lives here alone now.”Lucas noticed the strange word “now” in Jonas’s words, but pretended not to, and turned to May.“Miss May, I just moved to San Diego, and I don’t know anyone here. Since you are my neighbor, I wanted to forge a good relationship with you. I was wondering how to approach you, and that’s when this gentleman here, Mr. Clovis, decided to help me with my presentation.”I didn’t decide anything, you asked.