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CHAPTER 71 

The door opened and Mom came into my room looking better and more
rested than she had in a long time. But an eyebrow was raised and as
she sat at my little table, she said, "I hear you had quite a
weekend."
I didn't know if she was talking about Desi or Marla, so I said, "Yes,
it was pretty eventful. What did you hear?"
"I got a call from Clara Torres, she told me about what you did for
Desi. It sounds like you and Marla handled things pretty well
"Well, it was mostly Marla, but I guess it came out all right."
She grinned, "Oh? It was Marla that threw that boy into the trashcan? 
I squirmed and answered, No, I guess not."
"Well, word gets around. I hope for Desi's sake, Joe Torres doesn't
find out about it and start asking questions. I also know that Desi
and Bob are coming here tomorrow after school. I asked them to have
dinner with us after they finish with the doctor."
"You talked to them?"
"I talked with Desi. She seemed changed. I think she learned a
lesson."
"That's great. Does Erin know they're coming?"
"Yes, but she doesn't know why. She thinks they're picking up some
things for school. So does Joe. But that's not the reason I'm here. I
need to talk with you about some things. We got a call from agent
Delano last Friday. He said that the trial was going to start pretty
soon and that our lawyer would be contacting us."
"Our lawyer? Since when do we have a lawyer?"
"That's what I wondered, and when I asked him about it, he seemed
surprised. He said that apparently we were represented by 'Martin,
Balzer and Cohen', one of the most prestigious law firms in Los
Angeles. You're dad thought it was some kind of scam, so he called
their office. It turns out that the senior partner of the firm is
Howard Martin. He's the guy you kids pulled out of that burning car.
When dad finally got hold of him, he apologized, and said that he was
going to call us next week to talk about it. He said he's been
watching the case for quite a while, and he's going to have someone
from his firm represent you."
"Do I need really need somebody to represent me?"
"He said that you definitely do. They may try to turn things around
and blame you for the gun incident in the car."
"Wow! Did he say when the case would come up?"
"He said that we would be contacted by Simms's attorney in a week or
so about a deposition, but he wants to talk to you before then."
"I was wondering when something about the case would happen."
"Okay, now to the next thing. How is your school work coming?"
"Not bad. I've been hitting the books lately, and my grades have
improved a lot. I talked with the school counselor, and she said if I
kept it up I could apply for the computer series next year. They only
let so many kids in, and she said she would recommend me."
"Is that what you want to do?"
"Yes, I think so."
"Good. Now, what about a job? Have you been looking?"
"Yeah, there's not much out there right now, but I want to start
giving you and dad some money, so I'll get serious about looking this
coming week."
We're not worried; we're more interested that you do well in school.
By the way, you loaned us that three thousand dollars when we really
needed it, and we want to return it now."
"That's okay, keep it and apply it to room and board. How are, things
with the family, financially?"
"They're fine. Your Dad just got a raise, and now that the insurance
thing is out of the way, the pressure is off."

I wanted to ask her about that. I know it's none of my business, but I
was still curious about the roll Mariani had played. I know he's rich,
but a hundred thousand dollars is a lot of money, even if it was a
loan, and I continued to wonder if something had gone on between them.
The thought was disturbing, so I tried to put it out of my mind by
asking, "Are you going to go back to teaching dance?"
She stood up and said, "No, something else has come up. Come with me."
I followed her into the house and found Dad and Erin sitting at the
kitchen table. They seemed to be waiting for me, and when I sat with
them, Mom started off with, "Kids, I've been with you nearly every day
of your life since you were born. But you're getting older, and you're
beginning to have lives of your own. I don't see you much any more;
dad is gone a lot, and I'm getting kind of bored. So I thought I'd
talk to you about something. I've been offered a job. As you know, Amy
has been doing all the booking and planning for Kristen, Tomaso, and
Breane for a while, and even though she has an assistant, it's
stretching her very thin. So I'm going to start working in her
office."
Erin and I looked at each other, then I asked, "What will you be
doing?"
"From what she tells me, quite a bit. For some time now, Amy has been
getting requests from people, wanting her to represent them. Tomaso
has discouraged it, and so have we. But Tomaso called Friday, and said
something unusual had come up. He said that Kristen told him about a
girl she knew that was working in television. So he taped the show,
and when he had some time he watched it. Friday noon he was having
lunch at his hotel with a producer friend of his. The friend told him
he was trying to find a girl with a particular look to star in an
upcoming major movie. The way he described the girl made Tomaso think
about the girl on the tape, so after lunch he and his friend watched
it. The producer said she looked perfect for the part, and he wanted
to know who represented her. Tomaso told the guy that he thought she
was with the Stone agency, and after his friend left, Tomaso called
me. We talked about the fact that I'm feeling better, and he asked me
if I wanted to help Amy. When Amy got home, we called him, and we all
talked. He thinks with my help, Amy can handle some new clients. As
you know, if people knew how young she is, they might hesitate signing
with the agency, so she's been pretending to be the assistant to "A
Stone, the 'real' owner." Well, starting tomorrow morning, I'll be
working there. Most of the time I'll be Beth Baker, assistant to Ms.
Stone, but once in a while I'll be 'A Stone, the owner'."
"Gee, Mom, that sounds great! But, how will you pull it off?"
She grinned, "The office will say that Ms, Stone is on the road a lot,
so when she absolutely has to talk to someone, it'll be on the phone.
If, for some reason I have to meet them in person, we'll play it by
ear."
"So, who is the actress you want to sign?"
"Kristen says it's someone you know. Her name is Alice Stanfield."
It was a shock, but a happy one. I thought about Alice, and how smart
she was. I remembered the slightly heavy girl I had made love to that
day in the hotel, then I remembered how she looked the time I saw her
on TV, and how much she had changed. I was glad she was becoming so
successful, but I remembered how dedicated she was to her sister's
career, and I wondered how Molly was doing.
 Then Mom went on, "She's coming into town tomorrow, and she's
bringing her sister along. You dated a girl named Alice last year. Was
it her?"
"Uhh, yeah, we went out a couple of times. Does her sister want to
sign up too?"
"Apparently so. I understand she's a model. I asked Amy about it, and
she said she could handle a model as well. It all falls under
marketing, and I guess that's what I'm going to be doing. Amy has been
teaching me what I need to know."
"I hear Amy is pretty good at what she does."
"According to what Tomaso tells us, she's amazing."
Mom sat back and looked at Erin and I, then she said, "I'm really
excited about this. I talked this over with Dad, and he thinks it's
great. Do either of you kids have a problem with it?"
Erin and I looked at each other, and when we both shook our heads, she
said, "Good," and hugged us both.

I went back to my room, and the answering machine light was blinking.
It was a call from Bill, and he sounded nervous. 
He said, "Uhh, hi Pete. Something happened today that I may need your
help with. Check with Amy, she'll tell you what is was. You know the
guy. Could you please talk to him and tell him it was an accident? I
don't mind apologizing to him in person, but I'm afraid the big fucker
might kill me before I have a chance. I have to go out with my folks
tonight, so please talk to me at school tomorrow."    

I got on the exercise machine, and I had a pretty good sweat going
when the phone rang. It was good to hear Alice's voice, especially
when she started off the conversation with, "Hey lover, how are you?"
"I'm good, I thought you were coming in earlier this week."
"We were, but we have an interview scheduled for tomorrow, so we held
off a few days. But we'll be there tomorrow."
"So, when do I get to see you guys?"
"Here's my cell phone number. Call us when you get out of school." 
"I will, but some friends are coming into town tomorrow. It's just for
one night, but I have to spend time with them."
"No problem, we'll be here for a few days."
We talked a little longer, and I noticed something about her. It had
only been around six months since I talked with her, but her voice
sounded more mature. I wondered if it was because she was taking voice
lessons, or just because she was older. And I was reminded again, that
the people around me were growing up. 
After I hung up, I thought about the two phone calls from Kelly. I
wondered if it was about the other night, and what I would say to her.
Was she going to be a problem? I decided I better call her and find
out. It took her a while to answer her phone, and when she did, she
asked me to wait a minute and she put me on hold. When she came back
she said, "Sorry, it was call-waiting. Umm, Pete, can I ask you a
question?"
Dreading what the question was, I answered, "Of course. You can uhh,
ask me anything."
"Pete, did I do okay the other night?"
"What do you mean by 'okay'?"
"You know, the uhh, sex thing."
I didn't know where she was going with this, but she sounded like a
little girl when she asked it, so I said, "Yes Kelly, you were
wonderful. What are you asking me?"
"Well, there's umm, this guy at school, and he's been asking me out.
That was him on the other line."
"So what? Are you planning on having sex with him?"
"Well, I don't know, but if it happens, I want to make sure I.."
I interrupted her, "Kelly stop! Don't even think about it!"
"Why not? You said I was wonderful!"
"You were, but you're too young to be having sex! Did you talk with
your sister about this?"
"Yes, but all she talks to me about, are the bad things that can
happen if you're not careful."
"And you're going to be careful, right?"
"Sure I am. I know exactly what to do."
"Like you did when we were together?"
"Yes, we used a condom, remember?"
"Yes I do remember. I remember being deep inside you when I realized I
wasn't wearing one, and I remember pulling out of you and putting one
on. You put us at risk that night. You know I've been sexually active,
yet you allowed me to be inside you without protection. I could have
given you a disease, got you pregnant, or maybe both."
"But Petey, you wouldn't do that to me!"
It was obvious I wasn't getting through to her so I asked, "Is Marla
home?"
"No, she and mom went out earlier. Why? Don't you want to talk to me?"
"That's not it Kelly. I just think your sister would be better suited
to talk to you about this."
"I don't want to talk to her, I want to talk to you. I already know
what she's going to say, I want to know what you think. I trust you."
 Trying to buy some time, I answered, "I appreciate that. How about we
get together in the next day or so and talk about things?"
It took her a few seconds to answer, then she said, "You mean, we can
talk like umm, grown-ups?"
"That's exactly what I mean. This is grown-up stuff, and not something
we should be talking about on the phone."
She seemed pleased when she said, "Okay, we'll uhh do it over coffee."
I guess it was her attempt at sounding grown up, so I agreed. But I
was concerned about her, I asked, "Kelly, who is the guy?"
	She immediately came back with, "You're not going to say
something to him are you?"
"No, of course not. I'm just curious."
She was excited when she answered, "It's Elliot Feldman. I think he's
in one of your classes."
He IS in one of my classes. He's of the brightest kids in the class.
But to describe him as a nerd is being generous. The kids call him
"Stick", because he's about six feet tall, and I doubt if he weighs
one-twenty five. He wears black-rimmed glasses that look a
quarter-inch thick, I've never seen his hair combed, and the few times
I've heard him talk in class, he stuttered. I suspect that any
conversation about sex between he and Kelly, would probably start
with, her but I decided to have a word with him anyway.

She and I talked a few more minutes, and after she hung up, I sat
there thinking for a while. I'm only two years older than Kelly, but I
felt a whole lot older and more mature. Tammy and Marla were both that
much older than I am. Was the difference between us that great as
well? Those thoughts and some others were going through my head when
Amy's voice came over the intercom from the front house asking if she
could come out and talk with me.
She came in wearing a turtleneck sweater and tight Jeans. Her hair was
in a ponytail and her cheeks were flushed as though she had been in
the sun all day. She looked so cute I stepped back and said, "Wow, you
look great! Where ya been?"
She smiled, said, "Thanks," and sat at my little table. Then she said,
"There was a concert in the park today. Tess and I went there with
some people from school."
"Sounds like fun. Was Bill there?"
"Yes, that's what I want to talk to you about. Do you know a girl from
school named Lori Johns?"
"I never met her, but I heard about her. Isn't she that wild looking
redhead that just transferred here?"
"Yes, she's the one."
"Rumor has it, she had an affair with one of the teachers at her last
school."
"Well, nothing about her would surprise me after the way she acted
today. We were sitting on the grass watching the concert, and she and
some guys were sitting next to us. Suddenly a screaming match broke
out between her and some guy and she stood up and took a swing at him.
The guy ducked, and she began kicking at him and calling him names.
Finally he got fed up, and he stood up and slapped her so hard that
she fell backwards and landed on top of Bill. She was wearing a tube
top, and as they were scrambling around trying to get up, Bill's
wristwatch caught on it and tore it completely off. She must have
thought it was deliberate, because she started screaming at Bill and
beating him with her fists. The guy she had been arguing with, leaned
over to grab her, just as Bill swung his arm back to ward her off, and
his elbow caught the guy right on the nose. I think he broke it,
because blood flew everywhere. Lori saw what happened, and yelled at
the guy, "It serves you right, get out of here before he REALLY kicks
your ass". Well, it really pissed the guy off. The guy is twice Bill's
size and he made a grab for poor Bill just as security got there. They
tried to reason with him, but the guy was so angry, he took a swing at
one of them. So they grabbed him and handcuffed him. But as they took
him away, he told Bill that as soon as he got released he was going to
come looking for him."
The thought of Bill trying to untangle himself, and end up pulling the
girl's top off struck me as funny and I started to laugh, until Amy
glared at me and said, "Pete, the guy looked serious."
"Okay, what do you want me to do?"
"Lori left before I could ask her who the guy was, but I think he's on
the football team."
"What did he look like?"
She grinned slightly, then she answered, "He's actually kind of cute.
He has dark, curly hair, and he's about your size. Tess is concerned
for Bill. Could you ask Lori who he is at school tomorrow, and talk to
him?"
"Sure, I'll take care of it."
"Good. Now, as you've heard, Alice and Molly are coming into town
tomorrow. I know you hung with them for a while, and they'll probably
talk to you. But you mustn't tell them who I am, okay?"
"No problem, Mom told me what's going on. What made you decide to take
on the girls?"
"I've been getting a lot of mail from people, asking me to represent
them. But I've turned them down because I don't have time. But with
mom coming on board, I should be able to expand things, and Tomaso
thinks if Alice gets the part in that movie, she has a big future. If
we get her now, and she's successful, it could lead the company to
some really big things."
"Was Molly coming with her, part of the reason you want to sign them?"
"No, it was all Alice. Molly is beautiful, but there are lots of
beautiful models. I think I can help her career, but the one who may
really go places is Alice."
"Wow! That's amazing. Have you ever talked with her?"
"Yes, several times when she was at school. She's very smart and very
driven. But when I talked to her yesterday, I didn't tell her who I
was. So this is going to be the first thing Mom is going to work on.
Mom said she doesn't remember meeting her. She didn't, did she?"
"No."
"Good, she'll meet her tomorrow."
"Will Mom know what to do?"
"Yes, we've gone over it a lot. She knows exactly what to do."
I was thinking about how different things had turned out, when Amy
asked, "So, how did your weekend with Marla go?"
"It was great. Marla is really nice, but the weekend was kind of
strange."
Amy leaned back and said, "Well, tell me about it. I need to know at
least someone is having a good time."
"Why? Aren't you having any fun?"
"Not really, I've been working a lot. That's why I'm so happy Mom is
coming to help me. It's been a long time since I've even had a date."
"Really? I can't believe it! What's the matter with the guys around
here?"
"Well, it's my fault. Guys used to ask, but I always turned them down
because I'm so busy. Lately, they don't even ask."
"Would you like me to put the word out?"
She laughed out loud, then she shook her head, "No, with mom's help, I
should have some more free time. So something will come along. But
enough about me, what about this weekend?"

It's always been easy for me to talk with Amy about things, so at the
beginning I started telling her about what happened with Marla, and
the next thing I knew I was telling her about Desi, Cantil, and the
time we spent at the clinic, where I saw what not being careful about
sex could lead to. 
She nodded approvingly, then she grinned and said, "I noticed you
weren't home last night. So you spent it sitting in a coffee shop with
Marla, talking about safe sex?"
I grinned back and said, "Yeah, something like that."
Suddenly I sobered, as something else came to mind. I thought about
Kelly, and I began to tell her what happened when she sneaked into my
bed the other night. 
She shook her head, "Wow! That's a shock. But it doesn't surprise me.
She talks about you all the time. Have you seen her since then?"
I told her about talking to her earlier tonight, and how our
conversation went after she told me what she might be planning with
her new friend. 
She frowned, and sat thinking for a minute, finally she said, "I don't
understand something. If Marla is such an expert about sexual diseases
and things, why did she allow her sister to come to you?"
"Gee, I didn't think about that."
Amy stared at me for a second before she said, "Why didn't you?" 
"Uhh, what do you mean?"
"Why didn't you think it was strange that she would let her sister
come to you, knowing she was planning to have sex with you? Isn't it
about time you paid attention to those kinds of things?"
"Uhh, yeah, I suppose it is. I guess I should talk to her about it."

Amy went back to the front house and I went to sleep thinking that
there were probably a lot of things I should be paying attention to. 
I didn't see Bill Monday morning, but at noon I spotted Lori Johns,
and I remembered what Amy told me. She was coming into the lunch with
two girls I recognized, and they were talking animatedly about
something. I started to head toward them just as they got to one of
the tables, where a girl was sitting by herself. I got there just as
Lori said, "Move your ass. This is our table!"
The girl sitting alone is named Cindy. She's in one of my classes. I
don't think I ever saw her hang with any other kids, or say anything
unless the teacher asked her a question. The look on her face was like
a small animal caught in headlights, and my heart went out to her, so
I stepped in front of the three girls and sat down next to her. I
turned my head toward Cindy so the girls couldn't see me, and I winked
and said "Hi Babe." Then I turned back and looked up at one of the
girls I recognized and said, "Hi, Are you going to join us?"
The girl I knew, stuttered, "Uhh, Hi Pete. No, it's okay, we can sit
somewhere else."
I countered with, "Come on girls, I need help. I've been trying to get
Cindy to go out with me, and she keeps turning me down." 
I turned back to Cindy and in a loud voice I asked, "Who is it this
time Cindy? Is it that actor again, or one of those college guys?"
Cindy blushed a bright red, but she put her hand on my arm, glanced at
the girls and said, "Thanks for the offer Pete. If I ever have time, I
would love to go out with you, but you know how busy I am."
I stood up, turned to the girls and said, "Boy, the good ones are
never available."
The two girls I knew, immediately sat down and started asking Cindy
who the actor was, but Lori stood there looking at both of us with
narrowed eyes, until I said, "Lori, my name is Pete, can I talk to you
for a minute?"
She stared at me for a second, then she came to me, took my arm, and
walked away with me. When we were out of range of the girls, she said,
"I know who you are, and I know something else. I bet you never said
ten words to that girl before."
I replied, "Sure I have. I've been trying to ask her out for a long
time."
"Bullshit! She'd pee her pants if you asked her out. Now, what do you
want to talk to me about?"
"That incident at the park yesterday involved a friend of mine, and I
want to talk to you about it."
	"Let me guess, he was the guy who tore off my clothes."
"That's not the way I heard it. I know the guy, and he would never do
that. It had to be an accident." 
"It was, but I was pissed off at the way Jake was treating me, and I
guess I lost it."
	"Jake? Was it Jake Warner?"
"Yeah, you must know him, he's on the football team."
"Yeah, I know him. Did you tell him it was an accident?"
"Nahh, he's an asshole, I don't talk to him anymore."
"Is he still pissed off at Bill?"
"Probably. If that guy Bill is a friend of yours; you better go talk
to Jake, he has a bad temper. But enough about him, I hear you're a
mystery man around here. Do you really have an airplane, and aren't
you married to a famous singer or something?" 
"No, my dad has a plane, and that thing about me being married is not
true."
"How about that girl you were seeing for a while. I hear she left
town."
"Yeah, she's going to school in France. How do you know about her?"
 "I keep track of interesting people, and you have quite a rep around
here. So, are you dating anyone?"
"Not right now. You haven't been here that long, but you seem to be
pretty well informed. Do you know everyone already?"
"Not everyone, but I'm a fast learner. For instance, I know that one
of the girls that was with Bill yesterday is your sister, and that I
hate her."
"You mean Amy? Why do you hate her?"
"She's in one of my classes. She's so beautiful and so smart it's
sickening, and on top of everything, she's nice. That's why I hate
her. I don't like the competition. I hear that your little sister is
also gorgeous. What happened with you?"
She had a twinkle in her eye when she said it, so I replied, "I guess
they used up all the good looks on my sisters."
She stopped walking and looked at me, so I looked back. She's a little
rough looking, but quite pretty, in a showy kind of way. She's about
five feet four or five. She was wearing a V-neck cotton top with nice
bulges in it, and low-rise jeans that accentuated a well-proportioned
butt. But the most striking things about her, is her hair. It's a
rich, dark red, and she wears it in long gentle waves that remind me
of Denise's mother. She's not as pretty as Amy or Kristen, but
something about her attitude exudes sexiness, and I actually felt
myself getting turned on. 
She had her head tilted and seemed to be studying me as well, and
finally she said, "Tell you what, I've always had a weakness for ugly
guys. If you promise to take me someplace where your looks won't
frighten small children, I might let you ask me out."
The twinkle was definently there this time, so I decided to tease her.
I put on my fiercest scowl, and I stepped close, and glared down at
her. She was craning her neck to look up at me and our faces were
about two inchs apart, and I was about to growl at her, when she
raised onto her tiptoes, stuck out her tongue and licked my nose. 
It startled me, so I jerked back a little. She broke out with a big,
mischievous-looking grin, and said, "Gotcha!"
I grinned back, and in one motion, I grabbed her waist, pulled her to
me and kissed her! It wasn't just a peck, it was a real kiss, and I
was holding her so tight, her feet were off the ground. It only took
her a split second to realize what was happening, and abruptly she
threw her arms around my neck, wrapped her legs around me, and
returned the kiss. The unexpected force made me stagger back a little,
and I relaxed my arms a little. When I did, she jumped off me and
stepped back a few feet. We stood there looking at each other, and
suddenly, applause broke out from the kids in the room. 
I was a little embarrassed, but it didn't seem to bother Lori. She
just smiled, nodded at me, and left the room. I was still watching her
walk away, when a voice at my elbow said, "You better watch out, it
looks like you may have met your match."

Standing next to me with a raised eyebrow, was Megan Walker, the
blonde I saw occasionally at school. The only other time she had ever
said anything to me was the time I hooked the Devon sisters up with
their 'bodyguards'. I thought about what she said to me the last time
I saw her, and I said, "The last time you talked to me, you grilled me
about my feelings for a girl who had just left me, and this time your
worried that I may be in over my head with another. What are you, my
guardian angel?"
She turned to face me, and I was startled again by those brilliant
green eyes, as she answered, "Why, do you need one?"
I was thinking how to answer her, when I spotted Jake Warner passing
by the door to the lunchroom. I don't have any classes with him, if I
wanted to talk to him before he got to Bill, I figured I better do it
now, so I said, "Oh! There's someone I have to talk to, please excuse
me."
When I said it, I touched my fingers lightly to her arm. She recoiled
as though I had pinched her or something. But I didn't have time to
ask why, and I ran out after Jake.
I caught him in the quad. He had a bandage over his nose, and the
beginnings of a black eye. I asked, "Hey Jake, can I talk to you for a
minute?" 
"Yeah, Pete. What's up?"
"How's your, uhh, nose?"
"It's fine. I guess you heard what happened, huh?"
"Yeah, I heard someone hit your nose by accident."
"I don't give a shit. When I catch the Fucker I'm gonna kick his ass.
Because of him, my dad had to come down to jail and get me out."
"I heard it was because you took a swing at one of the security guys."
"Well, that may have had something to do with it."
"Did they charge you with something?"
"Nahh, I had to apologize and they just held me until my dad got
there."
"Well, I need a favor. The guy that hit you is a friend of mine, and
he feels terrible about it. He says it was an accident, and wants to
apologize, but he's afraid you'll kill him and eat him before he has a
chance."
Jake stared at me for a minute, then he started laughing. Suddenly he
stopped and stared at me, then he said, "This guy is a friend of
yours, right?"
"Yeah, he's a good friend."
"So, if I do you this favor, you'll owe me one, right?"
"Uhh, yeah, I guess so, why?"
He grinned, "What if the favor is asking you to put in a word for me
with your sister Amy?"
I don't know Jake very well. He's a big guy, and he's a fierce
competitor on the football field, but he seemed like a nice-enough
guy. An unwritten law with the guys in school is, nobody asks
someone's sister out, without checking with the brother first, and he
seemed to be honoring it. Then I remembered what Amy said about him
being 'kinda cute', so I sighed, stuck out my hand, and said, "Deal."
His grip was firm. Very firm! We stood there for a minute, each
pressing harder, until, almost at the same time, we both realized it
was silly, and we said, "Enough." Grinned, and let go.
By the day's end I was able to tell Bill that he didn't have to fear
for his life anymore, and I told Amy to expect a call from Jake. They
both appeared happy.
  Desi and Bob showed up at the house at five o'clock. In the space of
a couple days, Desi's whole attitude seemed to have changed. She was
never far from Bob, and was quieter than I'd ever seen her. When I
introduced her to Amy, it was obvious that she knew who she was. I
guessed that Mom and Mrs. Torres had discussed her. We all had dinner
in the dining room, and after we ate, we sat around talking. I noticed
that both Desi and Amy seemed to be studying each other. 
A while later Kelly came over, and when she came in, Mom and Dad got
up and went to the living room. When Erin introduced Kelly to Desi and
Bob, she nodded to Bob, then she said to Desi, "Erin told me all about
you, are you still chasing after Pete?"
There was a kind of stunned silence, and Desi stood up. Her expression
went from shock to anger, and I saw her set her jaw. She was about to
say something, when Amy jumped up and said, "Girls, I'd like to talk
to you. Please come with me," and she went to her bedroom and stood by
the door. Desi and Kelly glared at each other, but they got up,
followed Amy into her room and she closed the door behind them. 
I looked at Bob and we both shrugged, so I invited him to come and see
my room. When we got there, I said, "Gee Bob, I don't know what to
say. I uhh.."
He waved his hands, "You don't have to say anything. I know she's
always been crazy about you. But you're the one who got us together,
and after this weekend I think I have a chance with her."
"You really like her, even after what she's been doing?"
"Yeah, I really do. So does Mom and Dad."
A little startled, I asked, "Umm, what do you mean?"
He answered, "A lot has happened since Saturday. We went to church
together on Sunday, and after church we went to my house and told my
folks everything. My mom called her mom, and Mrs. Torres came over and
spent the whole afternoon with us. We didn't even go to school today.
We spent it at our house with Desi's Mom and Dad."
"Her Mom and Dad!"
"Yes, we told him about it too. He was really pissed at the beginning,
but Dad cooled him down, and eventually he understood."
I thought about things for a while, then I asked, "Did my name come
up?"
Bob nodded, "Yes, but in a good way. We didn't mention that you and
Desi had been together, only that you and your girlfriend helped her
when she needed it. Mrs. Torres knows, but her dad doesn't. As a
matter of fact, he thinks you're a hero. Not only did you save Della's
life, but you and your friend may have saved Desi a lot of grief as
well."

Bob and I fooled around with the exercise machine, and it was quite a
while before Amy's voice came over the intercom and asked, "Is Bob
there with you?"
"Yeah, What's going on with you guys?"
"Girl talk. Uhh, Bob, it's getting late. You better be starting for
home."
When we went into the house, mom and dad had gone to bed and the girls
were standing by the front door. They were all three holding hands,
and when we walked up, Desi went to Bob, hugged him, and whispered
something to him. 
He turned to me and said, "I hope we see you during summer vacation,"
and he went to his car. 
Desi came over to me and took my arm. Amy looked at us. Then she
nodded to Desi, turned to Erin and said, "C'mon, let's walk Kelly
home." 
Kelly had been staring at the ground the whole time. So Amy and Erin
each took an arm and they started walking her toward her house. Desi
and I watched the three girls walk away, then she turned to me, 
"Jesus Pete, Amy is fantastic. I learned a lot this weekend. What you
and Marla did for me was wonderful. Marla is amazing. But Amy pointed
out something. So is every other girl I've seen you with. I always
wondered why my sister, Sam, and some, umm, other women you've been
with, were so crazy about you, and Amy explained it to us. We feel
safe with you. You never take anything from us that we don't want to
give you, and you always give back more than you take. I've been crazy
about you for a long time, but I'm through acting stupid. I know I
can't compete with the girls you've been with."
I started to protest, but she held up her hand and continued, "I'm
finished waiting, or 'getting myself ready' for you. You've come to my
rescue twice, and that's enough. You'll always be special to me, and
I'll never forget you, but you don't have to worry about me any more.
Bob likes me a lot, and I like him too. I'm amazed at what he's been
willing to put up with. It's much more than I deserve, and I'm going
to start paying attention to him before I lose him."
"Good for you, he seems like a great guy. What else did you guys talk
about?"
"We talked about a lot of things, and some amazing things came out. I
asked Amy who she was, and she told me how she got pregnant and lost
it, what you and your family did for her, and how she got to be your
'sister'. 
"Wow! What happened then?"
"Then Kelly told us about the stunt she pulled with you."
"She, uhh told you everything?"
"Yup, so Amy had me tell her about the dumb things I've been doing
lately, and why I was down here over the weekend."
"Did it seem to have an effect on her?"
"I think it did. I told her how scared I was, and we talked about how
bad things could have been. She's a smart girl; I think she'll think
twice before she does something dumb again. She reminds me of how I
was when I was her age."
I laughed and said, "But Desi, she's only around a year or so younger
than you are!"
"I know Petey, but at our age, a couple of years is a long time."

There it was again. Could this age difference be that big a deal? Both
Tammy and Marla were that much older than me, not to mention Kate,
Sylvia and the other older women I had been with. Was there that much
difference when they thought about me? Was I just a kid to them?
That thought and others were going through my head as I walked Desi to
the car. When we got there, she hugged me, then she slid in next to
Bob. As they drove away, I had an odd feeling. Desi and Bob made a
cute couple. 

But I kind-of missed her.


 

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