Marilyn and I sat in the library after school and thumbed through some books. I don't know why we were expected to look things up in books when the net was so much faster. Sure some of the information was garbage, but that was half the fun of research. I didn't think the books were much better.
John Wayne finally showed up. He dumped his books on the table making the girl at the next table jump and swear under her breath. He shrugged an apology and she went back to reading about Arch-Duke Ferdinand while he dropped into a chair.
"Did you get my email?" he asked.
"Would that be the one about bigger p*****s or the other one?" Marilyn said.
"Nah," he said, and waved his hand at Marilyn, "The one about Texas."
I pulled out my tablet and checked. Sure enough there was another email from Jo
