I was sitting there wearing a shirt and diaper and that was it; no pants, no shoes, and no socks. And Joey was standing right there, looking at me with wide gleeful eyes.
“Hi Alvin! Boy, I am so glad you are here! I been waiting and waiting and waiting all night for you.” He said tugging on my arm to get me out of the car, but my seatbelt was holding me firmly in place.
“Take off your seat belt! Come on, I got to show you what I made!” He said, tugging so hard, my arm felt like he was going to pull it off at the shoulder.
I don’t remember pressing the seatbelt button, but I must have, because the next thing I knew, Joey was dragging me across the grass toward the house. I don’t even remember having to walk barefooted across the gravel. However, I do remember how cold the grass felt against my feet and the early morning autumn air as it nipped at my bare legs.
