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From the corral, Kiddo, Je
When she finally headed into the house, the phone began ringing as she unlocked the back door. Dropping her briefcase, keys, and mail on the washer/dryer, Joa
"Hi, Mom," Je
Phone in hand, Joa
"Why so late?" Je
"It's not late," Joa
"Oh," Je
"So how are you?" Joa
"I guess so," Je
Joa
"It's just that some of the kids were… well, you know…"
“I don't know," Joa
"Well, mean," Je
"Mean how?"
"Rodney and Brian, from Tulsa. They kept making fun of me the whole time. They said I talked fu
Joa
"I think so," Je
"That figures, then," Joa
"Well…" Je
"What else?"
"You know, just stuff."
Joa
"I know," Je
"Legs?" Joa
"'That's something else Rodney and Brian do-they catch frogs and bugs and pull their legs off. And then they watch to see what happens.,"
Joa
Joa
Joa
"I don't know for sure," Je
"And are they staying out there on the farm?"
"No. They're at a motel in town each night, but they come out to the farm during the day."
Mentally, Joa
"Rodney's twelve. Brian's eleven."
"Listen," Joa
"But is that okay?" Je
No, you're not, Joa
"Yes," Je
"'Then you've already turned the other cheek as much as you need to," Joa
"But what will Grandpa and Grandma say?" Je
"'They won't, not if you tell them what's been going on."
Joa
Joa
"'That's it," Eva Lou said. "They're just being boys."
"It sounds to me as though they're out of control."
"Well, maybe a little," Eva Lou agreed.
Joa
Long after she put down the phone, Joa
From that standpoint, Joa
Shaking her head, Joa