A bunch of short hispanics evacuated and headed for the Avocado. John and Helen from across the road passed me by.“Hi Hairy, been awhile.”“John.... Helen. Nice to see you.” I was going to quiz them but Helen forestalled me.“Can’t stay ... we need to get a table,” she said.My eyes follow the neighbors and I noticed the bunch of hispanics were hauling tables and chairs out to the verge. Then a dozen or so cars pulled across the trailer cattle guard and parked around the side and back of the building. He seemed to always play with a chip on his shoulder and took penalties when he shouldn’t have.”“Do you have any idea why the poor attitude?”“I do know that his parents divorced about five years ago and his Dad was killed shortly after in a car accident out west. Maybe that has something to do with it. I can tell you that he’s a hard worker, doesn’t quit, and is a decent hockey player.”“Thanks, Mike. Let’s keep this conversation just between you and I, okay?”“Okay Coach,” he agreed.Mike was. You gave yourself to me. You…you…’ ‘Bitch?’ I offered. ‘No, goddammit,’ he flared. ‘Stop doing that. You always demean yourself. Don’t do it. First you’re too old. Then you’re a bitch. You don’t really believe that, do you? Do you always do that, or is it just with me?’ ‘No,’ I stammered, shaking under the intensity of his words. ‘I don’t. I think it’s because you’re so young, and so beautiful. I feel, I don’t know, unworthy, sort of.’ Shug looked exasperated. He shook his head. ‘Finish up in. Phil, Dick and Beth, Isabel and Ben sat in the lounge with Dennis and myself. I kicked off."I consider the core group of Phil, Ben, Isabel, Beth, Dick, Teri and Yvonne as Elders in our fellowship. I'll say that to the ladies when they return – no offence, Dennis, but you'll need to be with us longer."He smiled. "No problem. I'm not sure I want the responsibility anyway." Speaking of responsibility," I went on, "I want each of you to think about whether you want that role or not. Ben, Phil,.