said, okay, mercy can brg her dumb button and she was a queen doing me a favor can you believe it, lolo, she i was a pain. as usual wee have taken the long way home so we can catch up without anybody listening to our conversation or telling us what chore we have on our list that day, but when he doesn't say anything, i look over my shoulder and that's when i see him sprawled on the street, lolo, i tossed down my bike and raced back to him, are you all right, he looks just as stunned as i am as he tries to entangle himself from his bike. inhe all the years we've been riding he has never fallen, in fact, lolo is the one who taught us to ride including papi and tia ines. a trickle of blood drips down from his eyebrow where his new glasses have dug in, they're crooked now and the lenses are scraped, pebbles are stuck, it's nothing. he gets to his knees. i hit a sandi patch, that's all, the tires are old on this thing. but i lookut around for this kid and there's none. >> would it ruin the book to say what the disease that lolo is dealing with? >> he has alzheimer's, he's had for a number of year