and the problem of what to give them and what to expect from them was cause of endless speculation and fights.
Fights, because as usual, their mother was complaining that there was hardly enough money to give the little girls something from Santa Claus,
let alone a surplus to buy record albums or shirts for a pair of boys she'd never set eyes on.
“What are you giving your girl friend, Jess?” Brenda screwed her face up in that ugly way she had.
He tried to ignore her. He was reading one of Leslie's books,
and the adventures of an assistant pig keeper were far more important to him than Brenda's sauce.
“Don't you know, Brenda?” Ellie joined in. “Jess ain't got no girl friend.”
“Well, you're right for once. Nobody with any sense would call that stick a girl.”
Brenda pushed her face right into his and grinned the word “girl” through her big painted lips.
Something huge and hot swelled right up inside of him,
and if he hadn't jumped out of the chair and walked away, he would have smacked her.
He tried to figure out later what had made him so angry.
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