I located the secret drawer and pulled down and out. Jeff had left what looked to be roughly three fingers worth of purple buds with red, yellow, and ...range hairs with a thick layer of crystals. Jeff was still the man. I had to give this stuff up when I was around Holly and the machines we used at work, but I was off for a month. A glorious, wonderful month. Inside the drawer was a lighter, but there were no papers, and no bowls. Damn. There were no empty cans either as jeff bought bottled beer. I was about to give up, having seen no one I recognised, when suddenly I saw a figure I knew very well emerge from the gent's toilets. It was Alan. I was about to go over and speak to him when I saw him join a pretty looking blonde at the bar. This was obviously his wife. I had heard about her and had known he was married for some time but this was the first time I'd actually seen her; she was beautiful. They were with some other couples.Eventually his gaze came my way and he looked rather. Before the first of the Js woke up, needing to pee badly, I found out about Ellen’s friends, the boys she liked, the boys she really liked, and how she was quickly catching up to grade level.The biggest thing bothering her was that she always felt so much anger inside her. It wasn’t toward anyone, and she wasn’t mad at anyone or anything. It was just there. Going to the obstacle course early in the morning, during recess, after school, and before bed helped some, but she had to shower each time. I decided to jump up and see if I could catch a glimpse of my little spy! Ever so carefully I stepped up on the patio furniture and peeped over the fence (and bushes) just in time to see a young (maybe 15 or 16), lithe-bodied person with long, dark, stringy hair scamper into the house. "Hmmmm" I thought. The slight suggestion of a figure said "it" was a girl. Or was that a metal-head guy?About an hour later the doorbell rang. I decided to put on a robe and hurried from the back yard to answer.