Billy
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1999 ° All Rights Reserved
“Tear up… damn he knows me too well.”
“hehe, yeah I know, he is pretty smart for a jock.”
“Hey, that’s my jock boy you talking about… but he is damn smart, I mean you
should see him in class sometimes, man he scares me the way he can grasp
something and well, he just…”
“Whoa, man you too fast for me, but yeah I know he’s pretty smart.”
“You do? How?”
“hehe, easy Billy, he’s picked you for his wife…hahah”
“You bastard… okay I’ll give you that one… damn.. when did you learn how to
zing a person?”
“Oh, well, I get around.”
“You? Hey… what’s that around your neck? Man it looks so cool…. And what do you
mean you get around? Shit, you found someone?
Christ, come on… tell me, who, what, where?”
“Hey, settle down, yeah this necklace? It is cool isn’t it?”
“
Taylor
… you holding
something back… come on give it up, what’s going on?”
“Well, after dinner bro, oh that reminds me, I got a friend joining us, so make sure
you have plenty of grub on the table.”
“What? A friend? Shit, now you tell me, okay okay, I’ll throw an extra steak on,
damn I don’t know if I got enough taters, oh well Mike can hit the
supermarket down the street when he gets back.”
“Back? Where is he, thought he’d be glued to your side, least the way Dad tells
it.”
“HUH? Hey, what is this? Dad tells you, shit, why am I the last to know everything? He’s at the store picking up some
stuff I missed, when did you and Dad talk about Mike?”
“Hell, practically everyday at work… didn’t Dad tell you?”
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