Love, Rosie (243 page)

down
the
road
came
up
to
Dad’s
club
with
his
fifteen-year-old
son
who
was

staying
with
him
for
the
summer
too
and
introduced
him
to
Dad
and
all
the

head
doormen.
Then
I
heard
Dad
tell
the
guys
at
the
door
to
remember
the

boy’s
face
and
not
to
let
him
in.
That’s
obviously
the
way
it
works
around
here.

I’ve
just
been
going
to
Dad’s
club
most
nights.
I
was
allowed
to
stand
in

the
DJ
box
all
night
just
watching
the
DJ
work.
It’s
crazy
over
here.
Dad’s

club
is
really
cool.
It’s
packed
every
night
and
you
can
barely
move
on
the

dance
floor.
No
one
seems
to
care
though;
it
seems
the
more
packed
and

stuffy
a
place
is,
the
more
popular
it
is.

The
resident
DJ
is
DJ
Sugar
(He.
Is.
Gorgeous!)
and
he
was
showing
me

what
to
do
all
night
and
he
even
let
me
take
over
for
a
few
minutes.
The

entire
point
was
for
the
crowd
not
to
notice
I
had
taken
over
because
I

wanted
to
sound
as
good
and
professional
as
Sugar
but
I
looked
up
and

everyone
was
staring
at
me
because
Dad
had
a
massive
camera
in
his
hand

and
was
trying
to
get
people
to
pose
for
the
camera
in
front
of
the
DJ
box.
It

was
so
embarrassing.

I
met
Dad’s
girlfriend.

She’s
twenty-eight,
her
name’s
Lisa,
and
she’s
a
dancer
in
the
club.
She

dances
on
a
podium
that’s
about
ten
feet
off
the
ground
over
everyone’s

heads,
in
the
center
of
the
club.
She
dances
inside
a
ring
of
fire
in
a
tiger-

print
piece
of
material
that
she
wraps
around
her
body
(I
wouldn’t
even
call

it
a
dress).
She’s
from
Bristol
in
England
and
she
moved
over
here
to
become

love,
rosie

359

a
dancer
when
she
was
my
age.
She
said
she
worked
in
a
club
down
the
road

(which
I’m
presuming
is
the
strip
club)
and
she
met
Dad
and
he
offered
her
a

job
(I
don’t
want
to
know
how
or
where
they
met).

She’s
talking
about
bringing
a
snake
into
her
act
next
because
she

bought
a
new
snakeskin
costume
and
she
thinks
it’ll
look
cool.
I
told
her
to

dance
with
Dad.
(I
think
you
possessed
my
body
for
a
minute.)
Anyway,
Dad

thinks
she’s
crazy
and
refuses
to
get
her
a
snake
and
they’ve
been
arguing

about
it
all
week.
I
didn’t
have
the
heart
to
tell
her
that
everyone
is
so
drunk

in
the
club
I
don’t
think
they’d
notice
if
Lisa
was
dancing
with
an
elephant,