#Chapter31
Times Are Changing
Nate
While growing up with my brothers and other kids, life became chaotic. What kept it somewhat sane was Patty George, who grew up kitty-corner from us.
I remember when I met her. Ma would drag us over to her house, so she could visit Mrs. George. She was this chubby little girl. Then Danny would come over to our house with Patting wanting to follow him.
Patty annoyed my brothers, but she didn’t annoy me. She didn’t bother anyone but wanted us to include her. But I instigated a lot.
When she broke my model car, I got angry. Since Patty’s a girl, Dad would never allow us to touch her. He was adamant about not touching girls in the physical sense. He didn’t learn what we did when the girl was a major bitch. Want to run your mouth? Suffer the consequences.
