You seem to want to make enemies among the villagers. Oh, well. I suppose that one of these days you'll finish growing up."Mak couldn't think of a rea...dy answer to his father's criticism. Not one that he could say out loud without getting knocked sideways, anyway. Damn it, he was twentyfive. He was grown up! Or, anyway, he'd thought that he was before today. Now he wasn't quite so sure. He silently finished his hurried breakfast, thinking dark thoughts to himself, and was at last free to leave.. Now I had to share my covers. I grumbled and pouted before turning my attention back to Bette Davis. Something poked my arm. It was the bowl. There was one piece of fried chicken left and he was giving it to me. I accepted it, eying him as I took a nibble. He stared straight ahead like a zombie, enraptured by Bette Davis. He definitely wasn’t much of a movie talker. I, on the other hand, couldn’t stop biting my nails at the embarrassing moments. I used to make dad pause the movie when things. . our brother ... or sister out there somewhere, if alive. No body for burial. No grave. No tombstone. No ashes. No urn. I think that I will get the truth out of her, if nothing else. Does she still collect an annuity from the estate?” I wondered aloud.“Yeah, she does. As does your mother, Aunt Kelly. She’s on meds these days and putting up some semblance of normalcy, but she’s never too far from the nuthouse, if you ask me. Anyone who dates her is either ignorant or stupid or something. Now,. And jesting further, I added, ‘It’s not like you have to hang onto anything while you pee.’ She shook her head and retorted, ‘No, but I have to be able to undo my pants!’ Feeling cocky and brazen now, I quipped, ‘Well I can take care of that for you.’ Jan shot me a saucy grin that I had seen many times before and spouted, ‘Oh you can, huh?’ ‘Yep… See…’ I said as I moved my hands to the oversized belt buckle that she wore. I worked it loose and pulled the tail of her belt free from its loops,.