I’ve got a burning question that I can’t ask my parents because it would hurt their feelings. It’s the kind of question kids shouldn’t ask their parents without a darn good reason. I’ve got lots of reasons but they’re all jumbled up in my head like a tangled ball of string, so I’m not sure if they’re darn good or just stupid. I asked my brother Dave once but he just glared at me like I was a total dork and told me to get the hell out of his room. He’s nineteen this year and going away to college in the fall . . . I’m not sure if I’m going to miss him or not.