"You do want to keep your license I take it?" Tony says as he flashes the breathalyzer at Al."Yeah," he says."So like you were heard saying in the Pub..." Tony offered, "These two hanging by their balls by next Friday, I don't care where, just hanging by their balls." But!" I protested."Do it!" says Tony, "Or bye bye Mr License."Al was really sober now, Tony went back to the Ford Focus Panda car where Sergeant Fforbes was screwing Doris Arkwright the ageing peroxide blonde 42E neighbourhood tart. After a month, daddy took me back to Ludington's Paulina Stearns Hospital."Much too soon," said the doctor, and sent us back to Pentwater so I could watch Grace sail the race buoys like a barrel racer ... damn it."Daddy! If I ever get back to my ... ok ... our boat ... I'm gonna be crew while Grace is helm." Daddy just laughed."Teach you to stop falling down ladders," he said."By the way, what are you doing with my quarters?" I asked."What quarters?" he asked."The quarters for the pay. It was lunch time, when things changed,. Now, nobody was even 100% surewhat gender the dead kid was. It was dressed like a boy, but it seemed tohave an indefinable feminine quality about it, especially on good days.Despite this confusion, or maybe because of it, a debate developed overwhat would happen if someone kissed the dead kid.None of the boys would volunteer as long as the issue of gender wasunresolved, but one of the girls decided she would risk it.They had heard the nurse at the. I didn’t mean to overhear what went on in the bedroom. I didn’t want to know, but I do know what you must be going through,” I repeated. “I know that you love Bobby very much and that you want the best for him. You want to protect him from the pain of growing up in a cruel world of ridicule and abuse. I know how you feel about being ashamed of your cardinal love for your grandson, how you didn’t want it to come out. Bobby, I know how all you wanted was to experience the joys of making love.