“Certainly not me,” William laughed.“Why do I have to put it on now?” she whined.“Because the show has to end by six,” he answered with a ...smile. “Hopefully, it will end exactly on time at five, but you have an hour of display following that.”“I don’t understand,” she said. From the look of confusion on her face, it was obvious she was telling the truth.“I promise that you will understand completely by the time we get back to the fairgrounds.” William replied. “Now, turn around and bend. All going slow.We learned that age made very little difference. It was as easy for the youngest prammie to hog the wind of the oldest and fiberglas hulls were no faster than plywood. Regardless... 77 pounds is 77 pounds ... and a sneaky eight year old beginner can take the wind off a 15 year old expert. We also learned that the boat we built when we were eight still sailed as fast when were were 15 ... fast being the term unused in class write-ups for the newspapers."This past Saturday, young. Most wives don’t care to have hubby gone for two days smelling like pussy.’ ‘I took a shower,’ he snapped, grabbed his dead cell phone and stomped out slamming the door behind him. ‘We fucked up.’ Jackie held Maria close. ‘We’ll see,’ Maria said blankly. ‘Jenny’s a pig.’ She spat on the floor then walked into the bedroom leaving Jackie at the door. It was Sunday morning so traffic was light and Andy speed across town cursing every red light, but finally pulled into the driveway beside Jenny’s. “WAIT? I CAN’T WAIT! I need him NOW!” Vic could hear the woman clearly even if Ed couldn’t hear his mother say she was coming right over for a threeway with her sister and him. Before Marion could tell Margaret that wasn’t such a good idea, her sister hung up. In a panic now, Marion told Ed he’d have to leave because she was having unexpected company. He shocked his aunt by saying he wasn’t going anywhere. “I’m staying!” Ed told her. He heard the talk going on between his aunt and this.