I yawned again. The windows were curtained with heavy fabric to keep out the chill, it made the inside dim. It was a warm winter day and I felt downri...ht cozy resting on the plush seating, despite the new gowns tightness around my breasts and the cinching of my waist. My eyes grew heavy and blinking became an effort that I gave up. My dark lashes rested on my cheeks, cheeks pure white and guarded from the sun as though the most prized asset of the world. I had reached my fifthteenth year only. " What do you want to ask me?" Jean asked cautiously."How should we do it?" Approach her, we mean." I need a drink. Would you like something stronger than lemonade?" Jean asked."No, thanks." Me neither, thanks."Inside, Jean made a bourbon and water, downed half of it, and refreshed her glass. When she returned, she sat back down in the lounger. Jeremy and Jason pulled their chairs closer to her. For a moment, she felt surrounded. She tugged the towel around her legs."Well?" What should we do?". The guitar I had now was my brothers, lent to me as he knew that I loved to play, he wanted to give it too me as he had four more but I couldn't take it. I had left all things I had in this world in my former apartment as I walked away from it, including a beautiful steel stringed guitar with the sweetest blues sound you've ever heard, my daughters wooden cut of my sailing boat, my books and clothes, all the way down to my other love in life, my Suzuki RF 900, possibly still chained outside.All. She even asked Nick if he knew what I was thinking about her. Nick told his sister to just talk to me, and I would tell her what I was feeling and thinking. He was right, and we started having some heavier discussions after Nick’s help as a counselor. Joy and I had become a couple in the fall of our senior year. I told her that I loved her, and she told me that she loved me.I had my lic for almost 2 years then, and my dad would let me have the car, with a curfew of course, to take Joy out. My.