your father loves going over to see his buddy (Elvis’ father, Vernon). I come with him because I hate staying home with my mother. We walk up to their front door. My dad knocks on it. Vernon opens the door and tells me Elvis is outside with his buddies. You never got along with Elvis. He would always pick in you and you’ve had enough of it. You still go outside and see him and his buddies are playing baseball. You sit on a chair and watch