Just Like The Girl
January, 1958
"Now Listen Carefully," John's mother said, and her voice was rushed and breathless.She took him by his left arm, and her skin-flaky hand -- which, as she said, was "rurned" from washing dishes -- went clear around the thinness of his arm. She pulled him close to her and talked into his ear as if they were not alone in the house."He'll be home in a minute," she said to him, her eyes bright and nervous. "It's after six now and he never stays at the office later...
