Jake hightailed it out of the store and across the street to the park. He was barefoot, and his now size 14
feet loved the feel of the pavement and grass. So much more surface area than before, he seemed to feel more
now. He headed toward the basketball courts. He knew that the twins would be there, both sets playing each
other. He was right.
"Mind, if I join?"
"It's two on two. You're odd man out!" said Tyler.
"How about four on one?" said Jake with bravado.
"You're on, Obama!" said Tyler's twin Tom.
"Name's Jake," Jake answered.
"Don't look like a Jake to me. The only Jake I know is a pussy wimp white kid. Maybe you play like him
though?"
"So what will it be?"
"Think fast!"
The ball flew to Jake. He nabbed it, jumped and dunked it before the two sets of twins knew what happened.
"Hey, Hank, why didn't you block him?" demanded Jimmy.
"Why didn't you stop him, Jimmy?" Hank replied.
"I didn't know we were starting besides I was up court!"
"Two for me."
They played a hot sweaty game of four on one for about ten minutes. Then cooled down with a game of Horse.
"Say, ya know that new store across the street. The guy in there asked me if I knew any twins, something about
a modeling gig. Why don't you guys come with me and check it out?" Jake said after sinking the winning basket.
So they did.
"Hey, mister, got a couple of twins looking for new positions!" Jake said with a wink as they entered the
store.
"Man, when did this store go in. It's a mess."
"Yeah, clothes, sporting goods, bottles, pots, a thrift shop on steroids," agreed Hank.
"Ah, greetings, young men. You're here looking for a new positions?"
"A job if that's what ya mean," said Tyler.
"Indeed. Well, two of you will be perfect for the front window, and the other two I've got a job in
transportation for you."
"Transportation?"
Joey the singlet that Jake wore snickered as he got the joke.
The man winked at Jake. A pair of shoes would soon be on his size 14 feet.