Part of their ritual was to talk about what was going on in their lives, before the spanking and tickling commenced. It was a weird combination of bei...g in both the confessional and at the therapist’s office. “Not much,” Monica responded. She didn’t look as good as she usually did. Tired maybe, or anxious. “Did you go to any parties?” That got her attention. “No.” But her face had gone a shade whiter. Houlihan sat back in his chair. “I don’t believe you.” “I didn’t! I swear!” Now, Monica really. She didn’t want anyone else hurt.“Gentleman, I think it’s time we talked business. Please come and sit,” Lee indicated the group of tables, which has been set up.The Captain deliberately headed to one end and Lee the opposite. The four men and the lawyers sat on one side and Sean, Nicko, Philip and Kyle sat on the other. They had agreed earlier who was to sit in and who were to be spectators.The rest of the crew took seats around the outside of the table area. No one had told the visiting. ‘The proposal will be put forth on the November ballot for final approval by the entire school district.’ And then, after all the noise had died down, did he announce that the Whitburn Elementary School would be renamed for Wilson. Jared’s dad went ballistic. He started cursing left and right at Petroski. He had a good reason to curse. See, something I didn’t tell you about Jared – his last name is Thompson. His great-great-grandfather was the man who Thompsonville is named for. His. I hadn't realized just how hungry Iwas. I'd not had any breakfast. Besides, pizza was my favorite food inthe universe. I couldn't believe that I actually felt full afterfinishing my second slice. Was my stomach shrinking? The others satthere nibbling away and chatting contentedly. It was now after 1:00 PMand I just wanted to go home. I needed to talk to Sam. I couldn't broachthe subject again. I'd seem like a whiny ingrate if I did. Besides,Darla would probably take offense. I sat there.