There is a good crowd tonight, and I stretch my muscles out on the grass of the football field inside the track while gawking at a blonde in pink spandex who is circling the track at a six-minute clip. Although I was a distance runner over thirty years ago at Subiaco Academy, a small Catholic boarding school in western Arkansas, I would be hard-pressed to stay even with her tonight. At five feet eleven, I am carrying saddlebags that could take a packhorse across the Rockies. If I were able to knock off fifteen pounds around my middle, I’d be in a position to work out seriously.

As I begin to run, I replay the conversation with the Cunningham brothers and wonder whether I’d be any different if I had a son. How can a man believe his child has committed the crime of rape? Yet, Roy is obviously more comfortable with his son’s sexuality than I am with Sarah’s. Dade Cunningham has to beat women off with a stick. I’d be livid if I found out Sarah was involved with her professor. It happens. Lawyers with clients, doctors with patients, teachers with students. Dominance. Control We love to call the shots. A form of rape, I guess. I think of those Saudi apes. The females bent over and sub missive. The penises were startling in their resemblance to ours and brutal as jackhammers.

I build up some speed, but I can’t catch up with the blonde tonight. Twenty-five yards ahead of me, she is running easily, her hair swinging behind her in a ponytail. I pass an old man who must be in his seventies. Not an ounce of body fat on him, but he is running in slow motion. He winces at me as if to say it doesn’t matter how much care you take of yourself: the genetic clock in side your body is ticking away like a time bomb. If aliens are looking down on the track, they must be scratching their heads. Why would any sane species chase each other around and around until they nearly pass out?

I glance at my Timex. If I step it up a bit, maybe I can catch up with the blonde. As she rounds the curve by the goalposts on the east end, her long legs scissor the air.