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going.
    “I let go of the handle bars and swung my elbow around at him as hard as I could, got lucky and broke his collar bone.   The bike went down and he broke his wrist.   Other than some gravel in my skin I was okay but we did some damage to the dirt bike.”
    He was opening a small band aid.   “You want a smiley face on it?”
    “Sure,” I smiled.   He got out a pen.
    “That the same Kenny you were talking about when you got here?”   Ray asked.  
    “The same,” I said as my mood soured.
    Ray was quiet for a moment.   “You didn’t dump his bike too did you?   Do you want to tell me about it?”
    “Maybe another time, I’ve poked an old wound.”
    I thought about it.   I hadn’t replied very nicely.
    “Sorry Ray.   It’s not your fault.   Kenny was my best friend.   When I was sixteen I went to his house for dinner.   He said his parents were getting pizza or something.   We’d trucked dirt bikes up Mount Benson and had been racing each other down the logging roads all afternoon.   I was starving so I took him up on it.
    “He’d started to think of himself as my boyfriend and I guess I should have put a stop to that sooner but I didn’t.   He started kissing me then he said he wanted me to make him a man.   It sounded so corny I said yes.   I couldn’t believe guys actually said that shit.   I don’t know what I was thinking.   Maybe I was feeling grown up at sixteen; maybe I just didn’t care.
    “Anyway he was finished before he got within a foot of me.   He was so embarrassed.   I mean you expect a short fuse like that at sixteen, but at eighteen you think he’d have had some self control.   He cried.   He begged me not to tell anyone and for another chance.   I said sure Kenny but his parents were pulling in so we got dressed fast and I ran out the back.
    “I didn’t tell but Kenny did.   The next time we got together with his friends he told them all Anna wanted was more and if any of them wanted to help him keep up with my needs he’d set it up.   I’d been one of the guys until then.   I thought they were my friends.   I didn’t ride with them again until the night I came here.”
    Then I gave him a small smile.   “Mrs. Kenny gave him two kids before she took off with them to Nova Scotia .   He’s put on forty pounds now too.   I feel strangely good about that.”
    I quickly covered my mouth as I yawned.   Then I listened as words I didn’t expect came out.
    “Thanks for listening, big brother.”
    I closed my eyes but not before I saw Ray’s mouth drop open with surprise.   After a minute he turned off the lamp and left, my blood jingling in his pocket.

 
    Chapter 6
     
     
    I slept a bit after Ray left.   Paul was in for a shower after his run then he disappeared downstairs for breakfast.   I could smell bacon and coffee and hear the boisterous talk of more men than I could guess.
    The last night I saw Paul before he left the message started out much like the others.
    Food, sex, sleep .
    I’d learned more about him since our first night together.   He was ten years older and spent over a decade serving the US overseas.   He couldn’t tell me most of what he did other than to say his teams took care of things that needed to be done quietly.   He said was still in touch with the men he served with and they helped each other out adjusting to life back stateside.
    I’d woken from vivid nightmare, bolted into the headboard, fallen out of bed and crawled under the desk before Paul realized I was gone.   He was usually the jumpy one at night.   The noise I made woke him and he called to me sleepily from the warm blankets.   When I didn’t answer he turned the light on.
    “What are you doing under there?”
    I couldn’t respond.   He tried to pull me out I crossed my arms and backed in further.   “You awake?   Must have been a hell of a bad dream.”
    He sat next to me until I got up.   I was chilled and at least had a chance of