So I stand there with my plans, laughing out loud by this time as Raymond jumps down from the fence and runs over. I’m jumping up and down so glad to see him—my brother Raymond. But of course everyone thinks I’m jumping up and down because the men on the loudspeaker are announcing, “In first place—Miss Hazel Elizabeth Deborah Parker.” (Dig that.) “In second place—Miss Gretchen P. Lewis.” And I look over at Gretchen wondering what the “P” stands for. And I smile. Cause she’s good, no doubt about it. Maybe she’d like to help me coach Raymond. And she nods to congratulate me and then she smiles. And I smile. We stand there with this big smile of respect between us. It’s about as real a smile as girls can do for each other. We don’t practice real smiling every day, you know, cause maybe we too busy being flowers or fairies instead of something honest and worthy of respect … you know … like being people.