Geology, then art history, before finally settling into education. Was there resentment for missing out on a dream? Surely, although that was a layer ...I had never dared to fully peel back. But at the same time, we would not have met had she gone on to dance. She would never have come to the same university, sat next to me in English class, agreed to get some coffee, come in my dorm room. We both knew that but for the strange turns in each of our lives, we'd likely be unknown to each other now.I. "I'm afraid that isn't my thing," she said.Brax laughed. Laughs like his ought to be registered as dangerous weapons. "Well that's the beauty of it," he said, "you don't have to be into it." I kind of knew what he was saying, and yet his words sent a chill up my spine. "But," he went on, "I was only thinking you might like to see one." I knew Talee had never seen such a thing. I hadn't seen it yet and certainly wasn't sure I wished to. "I'm sure you must be curious," he added.Talee shook her. ' came a very girlish voice from the corner.My head snapped to look at a very femine older man. 'Excuse me' I said in a louder then usual voice. More out of shock than anger.'Nothing, I'm sorry' he whispered as he scurried away and opened a door and disappeared from site.'You scared the shit out of him.' came another voice from behind me in the dark.Spinning around I found my self-looking at a late 20's black man smoking a cigar.'Relax.' he said holding his hands up palm out. 'These guys aren't. I burst out laughing but Stevie got up and ran from the room."Go apologise to your br-other,David. Now! You know how sensitive he is." Mom chastised me."Oh,He's Sensitive alright." I grumbled under my breath. But mom was right. I finally found him sitting in Lucy's Barbie Car,out in the garage."I'm Sorry,Stevie. I guess I overreacted. But Mom's right,you know. You Do make a cute girl. Maybe that's why I was so weirded out. Just take my advice,OK? You Really need to work on the makeup skills!" I.