Chapter 31

“Ma-ple.”

“Teacher.” Frank pointed to himself.

“F-fank.” Liam touched his bare chest and then said, “Liam.”

“Liam. What does Liam like to do when not washing dishes, learning about Africa, or eating spaghetti?” Frank considered adding the third thing Liam had done the previous night, beautifully illuminated by a giant harvest moon shining in through gauzy drapes. Frank had watched from the couch through the open bedroom door, and had climaxed himself. “Do you like movies?”

Liam’s beautiful eyes rolled up in thought.

“Everyone likes movies. What kind of movies?” Frank asked. “Do you like…?” Frank jumped up and made two finger guns, imitating their sound with his mouth. “Pow! Pow! Pow! Westerns? John Wayne, maybe.” Frank walked like a bowlegged cowboy. “Howdy, Pilgrim. Maybe comedy.” He purposely tripped and fell upon the big teddy bear.