was a leather jacketâhe wore a leather jacket. Thatâs what Candiceâs old man had said. And he was probably big. His father was big, and I was big for my age, so that had to make sense. My father was probably a big guy.
I opened my eyes. That wasnât much of a picture. More gaps than glimpses. Sort of like last night. Last night I could do something about. I started walking again. Talking to Timmy might at least close one gap.
I came up to the Donut Hole. I peered in through the window, checking the booth that Timmy liked in the back, and then scanning the other booths and the stools at the counter. He wasnât there, but a couple of guys I knew saw me and waved. I waved back. Neither of them had been out at the power plant last nightâso far as I could rememberâso they wouldnât be able to help fill in the blank spots.
There had to be at least a dozen different places Timmy could be, including his house. I looked at my watch. It was almost three in the afternoon. The house was probably the last place to look. Timmy slept in till noon sometimes, especially after a night that went as long as I figured the night before had gone, but then he always cleared out as soon as he got up. Maybe I should start at the arcade or theâ
âHey, Jay!â
I turned around. It was Timmy! He was waving his hands over his head. He ran across the street, barely dodging cars filled with tourists. One of the cars slowed down, changed lanes, and honked at him. Timmy blew a kiss and then gave them the finger.
âIâve been looking for you,â I said.
âYou would have found me a minute ago if youâd stayed home.â
âYou were at my place?â
âJust came from there. Your mother didnât seem to be her usual cheerful self.â He paused. âMatter of fact, she acted real ticked off.â
âShe is. Thatâs why I left.â
âWelcome to the club.â
âI guess I canât blame her,â I said. âComing home drunk, covered in puke and missing a shoe.â
âYour shoe, thatâs right. Itâs at my house.â
âMy other shoe is at your house?â
He nodded his head.
âWhy do you have my shoe?â I asked.
âBecause you gave it to me.â
âWhy would I give you my shoe?â
Timmy laughed. âYou know, you were pretty drunk.â
âThatâs about the only part I do know for sure. But why would I give you my shoe?â
âYou said I was like your brother, and since Iâd shared my great gift of alcohol with you, you wanted to share your greatest possession with meâyour shoes.â
âCome on.â
âYou made a really big speech. And then you decided it would be better to just give me one shoe and youâd keep the other. You said instead of blood brothers weâd be Nike brothers.â
âMan, I donât remember any of that.â
Timmy started to laugh. âThen I guess you donât remember picking a fight with a couple of the guys.â
âI picked a fight?â
âTwo fights. One with Tommy and the other with Justin.â
âBut those are my friends. Why would I pick a fight with them?â
âYou thought they were trying to pick up Candice,â Timmy said. âYou started yelling at them, telling them that she was
only a child
andââ
âShe
is
only a child. Sheâs only twelve!â
âYeah, I know. Everybody knows. You kept telling everybody at the top of your lungs.â
âI canât remember any of that,â I said, shaking my head.
âAnd then you threatened to fight peopleâeverybodyâ including all the girls, and you started to call people perverts and child molesters for even thinking about being with her.â Timmy paused. âAlthough I thought that was pretty funny, because didnât
you
want to be with her?â
âBefore I found out how young she
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