Her mother and her had moved to the city during the break between school terms. We found ourselves in mostly the same classes, with me helping her get...used to the system at our school.The task was made very easy because Zoe was very beautiful (but shy), and she felt more comfortable with the nerdy me rather than the muscle-head football jocks.Like me, Zoe was 16 years old. She was fairly tall at 5ft 8ins tall, short blonde wavy hair, and with a slim curvy body.My name is Grant and I am 6ft. The six years between Marsie and me hadn’t mattered much. We were happy doing teenage things together even after I turned twenty.Now she was seventeen, full of heartbreak, and I was trying to put a smile back into her eyes.Cursing quietly to myself, I wiggled out of my damp jeans and plaid button down shirt and snuggled in beside my sister. She turned sleepily, brushing thick red locks from her eyes to look at me.‘Maggie? Is everything all right?’‘Yeah, Mars. It’s all good. Are you having a. Nor did they bother to tell him that Dale had been beaten and was just out of the hospital. Further they chose to exclude that court proceedings were already scheduled for the family court docket."If only that were the end of it, it would be enough, but somehow Ms. Crandle, managed to convince Children's Services to take her back. I'll never know what she told them to convince them she should be allowed, but she was dispatched to retrieve Dale. Although personally I think she took it and didn't. She ducked behind the drape when she saw Gayle look over to see if she was looking. With her big boobs bouncing and practically spilling out of the towel wrapped around her body, it was then she wished she had supernatural talent much like that of the witches that Elizabeth Montgomery and Nicole Kidman played on Bewitched. If she was a witch, just a little wiggle of her nose would slam Gayle’s front door closed before she could retrieve her caught towel. She imagined Gayle squatting down in the.