Then he smiledgrimly and poured the beer that was still in it down into the sink.* * * * *Jessie finished "Betsy from Pike" with a guitar flourish; he... dailypractice sessions were paying off. Most of her audience had sung alongwith her at the end. "Thanks," she said happily, as the audienceapplauded, and a few of them tossed money."Hey, Jessie," somebody yelled. "Sing that song you done the othernight, the one about the girl and the parrot."Jessie winched. It was the song Shamus hated for. This woman was named Connie and she was in her late fifties. She was about five foot tall, not very heavy. She had short dark hair and a pumpkin head. She was not very attractive and seemed to be pretty unhappy. I decided to flirt with her and she liked it and flirted back. The fourth afternoon we were working and she was really nit picking. Connie was hitting the bottle pretty hard and was starting to slur her words. Tom was painting in one of the rooms and I went to the kitchen to check on. I suspect your already doing that with Pauly by instinct, and why Iknow you will be accepted into the group you lucky thing."Calming down just slightly from the multiple shocks and the calmness ofthis young girl. Julia had just one question, but her words were wit somecaution as if a conspiracy or secret. " This manual, do you have a copy"Joyce giggled and blushed slightly. "OH no! You only get one when you'reaccepted as a member. I secretly read Aunties, Mums and Kates Copy whenthey're not. If she woke me up in the morning, Betsy would need to run back upstairs for something she'd forgotten. There was no place to hide.Each day as we drove to work, Betsy and I were very quiet. The tension was almost physical. Then one day, three weeks later, we were halfway there, about fifteen minutes driving time left. She turned her body on the seat to face me and asked;"How long has it been happening?" I didn't answer."Please! How long?"I glanced at her. "Months." Have you been doing it a lot?".
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