" Yeah," I scoffed, "I can just hear about the damage I'd be doing to my future generations of grandkids from the alcohol." She laughed briefly and we... fell into an uncomfortable silence for the rest of the drive.Gail left a little while after we got back. I continued to act pouty, hiding in my room studying. The girls all respected my mood and left me mostly alone, which I appreciated. There was still quite a bit to adjust to. I hadn't quite figured everything out yet.I figured school was going. ..I was going from Embankment to Kings Cross on the Northern Line. If you know that line well you will understand that from that station up to about Tottenham Court road it can be quite busy on those trains. Well I was standing by the door at the top of the carriage which joins the next carriage and I was hemmed in at all sides - couldn't move. The train was damned busy with tourists, trampy new agers and city boys and girls.At Leicester Square a load of people got off and an even bigger crowd. Kids who wore glasses on tv and in movies were always portrayed as anemic, brainy misfits. The glasses made me feel ugly and deformed. I hated them.That Easter morning I carried, safely hidden in a zippered pocket inside my quilted carcoat, the latest of three letters from Martha. I kept her mail in a folder with my schoolbooks, not because they contained intimate material, but because I never wanted them to be considered part of the garbage my parents would force me to discard. Sitting on a. “Tell them that we pay to have the authorities to turn their heads, not perform extra work. Extra work means extra pay. Tell them if they don’t pull their heads out of their asses they will be replaced.”“Yes, sir,” the driver says, grabbing the clipboard and stepping back. “I’ll pass it along. Will you need anything else?”Rob growls and waves his hand at the man. “Just get going. I’ve got actual work to do.” Rob waits until the truck passes through the gates before turning his attention to the.