I should have listened to my instincts that evening instead of falling into the “Good ol’ days” feeling that I did because we got out the blanke...s, put them on the floor, broke out the ice cream and watched our scary movie. I don’t know how many times I grabbed my son or Jesse because I was so frightened and I know at least one time when I grabbed onto Jesse and his hand went right onto my breast which wasn’t good because, like a fool, I had put on my long tee shirt and undies and that was it!. I got my mom to drive me to John’s house, hoping that she wouldn’t discover the bottle of tequila that I was able to get from a guy at school. John’s parents weren’t around much, which made our mischief easier. John had the coolest bedroom setup out of all of my friends; his room was in the basement. Had his own full bathroom and a door leading up a set of concrete steps to the backyard. The only other thing down there was the washer and dryer; as long as his parents weren’t doing laundry, we. I was about to be forced to pick my own Under Secretary as the first document I saw after being shown into my private office, was the resignation, effective immediately, of the current Under Secretary. While my chief-of-staff was still handy, I had him find someone to bring the Under Secretary to me before he got off the premises.There was nothing I could do about the Under Secretary until he showed up, so I turned my attention to the second most important thing I discovered upon entering,. Neither of them knew that I’d had two gallery exhibitions and painted a huge fucking wall. I wondered if either of them would keep the sketches and if someday they might be worth something.That wasn’t the end of the drawing, though. Three women came up to me close to the end of the day. They were giggling when they approached me but got all serious when I said, “Hi.”“Hi, Tony. I’m Mary. This is Sue Ellen and Marsha.”“Nice to meet you all.”“Yeah, likewise. We’ve seen some of the drawings you’ve.