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Uncle Kevin wasn’t surprised about me asking to go cruising, even though he teased me about cruising on foot. I asked him about how things usually went down there and he told me it was pretty lively but not crazy. Sometimes people drove too fast and every once in a while someone got into a fight, but that was about it. People danced in the streets for fun, and the highlights were the two pizza places, the Dairy Queen, Joe’s Dogs, and the bowling alley. He told me about the carnival coming to town late in August and what happened two years ago when Cranston was playing Tarrant in the playoffs. There was a big fight involving eight guys and the cops dragged them downtown to cool off for the night.

I checked my wallet and figured that I’d have enough for some dinner and ice cream, but not much after that. Definitely not enough for more pictures. I realized this when I was half-in, half-out of the front door. Uncle Kevin helped me through the door and reminded me of the curfew: eleven sharp.

I protested that I didn’t have a watch. “Just use the clock in the park. It’s on the monument. You can’t miss it.” Actually, maybe you can, I thought. I had forgotten about it until now. “Or just ask your friends. Kirandra probably has a watch.” Did he mean that she was more responsible or something else? The confusion must have shown on my face, because he finished pushing me out the door and reminded me, “Eleven PM!”

As I started walking, my thoughts returned to money. I could make it through tonight ok, but what about after that? What would I do? I sighed and tried not to think about. Tonight was going to be fun, and I was already excited about it. I could think about money later.

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