Lou

I thought for sure Ralph was going to fight him and I was ready to help. I didn’t care about what’s-her-name, Jacinta, what she would do. I didn’t care. I was ready for action.

He told Fatso to shut up because of what Fatso said about me having breasts someday. Ralph wasn’t going to let him talk to me like that. He doesn’t get into fights unless he’s really mad, and the way he was breathing I could tell he was really mad. So I thought this was going to be it for Fatso, The End, and I was going to help. I was going to get my teeth into him or twist his other tittie, something.

But then they shook hands.

Fatso put out his hand and called him “partner” and they shook, like that’s what they were, partners.

And I don’t know if Ralph saw but I saw what Fatso did after they shook. He wiped his hand on his leg, like wiping off cooties, like Ralph had cooties.

And Ralph was going to be his partner.

I was crying, not out loud.