We need to be going, now!" my fatherexclaimed angrily."Look leave Mort with me, I'll take care of him. You get off to yourprotest," my sister reasoned...My father snorted and fiddled with his watch. "All right but when I getback we are going to have words, boy," he threatened.With that he was gone. I heard the door slam and a car drive off momentslater. I could only hope that the protest went so well that when he gotback he forgot his anger at me."Come on," my sister said while helping me up, now. I knew I was in major trouble. Ilooked over at him. He was a large man. Brown hair with a brown graybeard.He was in a suit. He looked to be in his 40's. He looked handsome. I wassuprised that he was not angry.I shivered from the cold. He held out his hand and said he was Jim. I said Iwas Carol and that I was very sorry I had hit his car. He laughed and saiddo not worry about it. His truck barely had a scratch. He offered for me tostep into his house because of the weather. I stood in his foyer.. More

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