She smacks you a good one, just for good measure.
Life manages to get worse.
Your brother, upon hearing what a sissy you were, lines you up against the fattest boy in the neighborhood, who is half-Eskimo. And who sits on your chest, gassing like a whale into your face. Where did I go wrong , you wonder. Well, for one thing, you are in Alaska, slamming the boy next door up against his junior high locker, challenging his rights to a girl. A girl you are scared to death of.