Chapter 8
Stressed to a breaking point with war news, Brian turned off the TV. He hated the billions of dollars wasted on that ugly war. He could vomit at the tens of thousands of Americans killed, and what of the soldiers on the other side and the civilians? He worried the American people were not being told the truth about why the country was really fighting in Vietnam.
He grabbed his basketball and headed to the poorly maintained court several blocks away, where weeds grew in the cracks of the blacktop. Brian saw someone shooting hoops. The sexy white guy moved with graceful ease, and wore only tennis shoes and tight black gym shorts, showing his tanned and sexy bod. He jumped, shot, recovered, dribbled around, and shot from different angles. Transfixed, Brian stood like a statue and
