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I recalled that hy Roy never liked to go to the fancier neighborhoods in Washington, DC He would rather er than necessary

"But isn't it nice to look at beautiful things?" I would ask him

"I don't want to see things I can't have," he'd reply "All that does is ry all the tio look for more," he said

But if I really wanted to go, he would take me There wasn't much in the way of pain and frustration that Roy wouldn't be willing to experience if it was for me, if it would make me happy What would he say or think about all this? I wondered if I would ever tell him

Randall didn't let up on the issue of Larry Ward One of the first things he said the day after the showcase performance was, "Too bad we didn't invite your real father to come to see you We should have just sent him an invitation Maybe he would have come," he said

"I' to attend each and every a from Shakespeare'

"Not if he had a special reason to co to do that, Randall," I said, e his face with a look

"I know; I know, but it ht not be such a bad way to break the ice," he insisted

"I don't want to break the ice I told you Now stop talking about it or I won't talk to you," I threatened "I mean it,"

"Okay, okay," he said Then he smiled, looked down and added, "I wonder what his classes are like" "Good-bye, Randall," I snapped and walked away frohed, followed and swore up and down that he wouldn't talk about Larry Ward again Of course, I didn't believe him

I began to realize that there was so immature about Randall All of this business about aht home to me until I found out he had told Leslie and Catherine

I was sitting alone in the little cafeteria, sipping a cup of coffee, when they entered and quickly came to the table

"Oh cherie," Leslie said, "we have heard about your ao, booht up to him and declare yourself"

"What discovery?" I asked,a flip-flop

"But your father, of course," Catherine said "Randall has told us all about it"