General
“Stop trying to sound all brave and good like Mother,” Douglas snapped. “There’s money to be made on that river and I’m going to make it.”
Jeffrey moved back to the front door and grabbed the biggest suitcase. "Ouch," he said, straining his back. "What do you have in here?"
Charlie smiled. He was no longer upset. "Videos," he said, lifting his eyebrows. "XXX. And magazines that’ll make your head spin."
Jeffrey dropped the suitcase. "What?"
My friends and I love hockey.
We shared a single dream:
To shoot like stars across the ice
and make our town’s A team.
Last year we tried out full of hope.
Five friends and I were keen,
Until we got a look at them.
Those A’s were big and mean.
Right from the start they broke the rules.
“We’ve picked our team,” they said.
“Go home, Frenchie. You, too, Fanny –
and don’t forget Fat Fred.”
