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Show ^7 mother would stare at me like I'd killed her baby-and probably keel over and ck her head so that I'd have her blood on my hands too. But mosdy I was afraid fatheiywhe, seeing I'd gone too far, would look at me with disapproval. Somehow :ould do more with one look than my mother with her best hysterics. So I was king into evil and sin gradually. I couldn't smoke because I played football so I ted out by using some pretty foul language and by carefully observing how the was done. The band would play two numbers, one fast and one slow, ten cents th, and then those that didn't have evening tickets pinned to their lapels had to re the floor. They would swarm out and pack the standing area, and I was trying ;et through one of those crowds when I came face to face with Buck, guess I sort of froze. He was grinning and breathing whiskey and started around ; when I didn't move aside too, he stopped grinning and looked at me. "Let's go, ," he said, gave me a shove to one side and stepped on past. He hadn't even jgnized me. I told myself he was too drunk to see but I knew better: I just wasn't body for him to see. I hated him so much I wished he had hit me. t was later when the word went around that there was a fight. People went pour-out the doors to go see it like they do, and I got caught in a jam and by the time )t outside it was over. Somebody said it was Buck and a CCC boy and while I was iging around out there I saw Buck in a group of people. His hair had fallen down r his forehead and he was combing those curls back, careful not to get them too back, and grinning like he'd just won an Olympics gold medal. He was wearing port shirt with the sleeves rolled up and while he combed his hair his biceps iched up against the roll and liked to split it. Somebody said the fight had been over Buck's sister, something the CCC boy had 1 about her or to her. I could imagine. I didn't know Loretta, of course, but I'd D her around often enough, she with yellow wavy hair down on her shoulders and ice like Buck's, not pretty but round and smooth and pleasant in a coarse way, nty coarse, but with that big-hipped big-breasted voluptuous body you couldn't p seeing before you even noticed she had a face. She got around, Loretta did, and :e with a friend of mine, a guy just a year older than me but looking twenty, good-king too, and one night while he was dancing with Loretta he asked her to go ing with him. He told her he knew where there was an empty house, and she i, swell, let's go, and walked right out and got in his car and they drove to the lse and climbed in a back window and there wasn't any furniture so they used the ity floor. Then they drove back to the dance, so if the CCC boy had said anything vas probably the truth, only he should have known better than to let Buck hear n. Since he hadn't, I figured I'd finally found somebody even stupider than Buck, maybe just too drunk, because when I got over to the crowd around him, he ked like he'd just staggered blind into the side of an express train. His uniform 5 dirty, his long straight lank hair was down in his face, his eye was cut and bleed- ;, and he was crying and bending over and holding himself in the groin. He sure ked sick. He might have been as tall as Buck but he was so skinny and frail that ' Father's Money 2I5 |