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I told her, looking over at my alarm clock. “Look, it’s
three in the morning, and I have to get up early.”
    â€œAdrian!” Christy pleaded.
    â€œBye, Christy.”
    â€œAdrian, please,” Christy pleaded once more.
    I hung up the phone, then turned it off and went back to sleep.
    â€œSo, what do you think she wanted?” Lea asked.
    â€œI don’t know. I never found out,” I explained. “I think she ended up going to a
different school after that year. I mean, I never saw her again.”
    â€œThat’s creepy,” Lea replied. “I wonder what happened to her?”
    â€œWho knows, who cares,” I tell Lea, as I close the box. “I’m gonna go meet up with
the fellas for a little while.”
    Lea gave a deep sigh.
    â€œWhat?” I asked.
    â€œReally, Adrian?” Lea said, irritably.
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œYou just met up with them Saturday,” Lea reminded me.
    â€œWe’re just going to shoot some pool,” I explained.
    â€œYou’re always on the go!” Lea cried out. “You never seem to have time for me. Maybe
I want to shoot some pool. Maybe I wanted to watch a movie tonight. Or maybe I wanted
to cook a special dinner for you. Did you think of that before you started making
plans without me?”
    â€œLea, you know you don’t like pool, and you hate the bar scene. I just want to clear
my head and meet up with the guys for a little while,” I said. “I promise I won’t
be out all night.”
    I kissed her on the forehead. “I promise I won’t be out too long. Seriously.”
    At the Corner Tavern, I chalked my pool cue as I watched Justin sink shot after shot.
There were two young women shooting pool at the next table. I could tell Justin was
trying to show off in front of them, even though I didn’t think they were paying
us any attention.
    â€œYou’re gonna learn today, son,” Justin said, cockily, and took a swig of his beer.
“Can’t nobody touch me on this pool table. King Kong ain’t got nothing on me! Green,
side pocket.”
    He sank another shot.
    â€œYou know that’s all luck, right?” I tell him.
    â€œLuck? What’s luck, got to do, got to do with it?” Justin sang, mimicking Tina Turner.
    â€œWhere’s Greedy?” I said, checking my watch. “I told Lea I wouldn’t be gone too long.”
    â€œOh, I didn’t know you had a curfew, Cinderella,” Justin joked. “Look, there he is
now.”
    â€œTook you long enough,” I said to Greedy as he walked up.
    â€œYeah, yeah,” he responded. “I’m telling y’all, man. I’ve got to find another job.
Those people are driving me crazy.”
    â€œYou smell like you’ve been working all day,” Justin joked, waving his hand in front
of his nose. “I thought you liked that warehouse job.”
    â€œNo! I hate it there,” Greedy explained. “The people are cool, but those managers.
It’s like they don’t like to see no one talking or laughing. It’s just work, work,
work. Come on, Adrian. You’ve got to hook me up with a job at the school. I can be
an assistant football coach or something. You know how much I love football.”
    â€œNow, you know it’s going to be hard for you to get a job there,” I told Greedy.
“No offense, but those people check everything. I was telling Justin earlier how
many references I had to get, and interviews. And then even today, the assistant
principal drilled me, asking what high school and college I went to, and I know it’s
going to be just as hard for you.”
    â€œYeah, but you’re already in there,” Greedy said. “Just put in a word for me.”
    â€œI’m telling you, man, you have to have a college degree to even get your application
looked at.” I shook my head. “There are people with PhDs that are trying to get