I held out my hands to her and spoke softly, "Come here babygirl, come to daddy." She giggled, making my heart turn somersaults and pracrtically skipp...d the few paces between us until she was in my arms, throwing her arms around my waist, burying her head against my belly. I looked down at the top of her head and wondered how i could have been so lucky that in just a few short hours my whole life could change so drastically, if i hadn't been in my garden at that exact moment, if that trunk had. After three hours they had reached his hidden, private camp site. You wouldn't know it had ever been camped in, because he kept it pristine. He cleaned up everything after his camp-outs. First off they pitched his tent, which would hold two easily, then placed their sleeping bags and other gear inside. Picking up some deadfall, they put together a fire pit with some scattered stones. They would be roughing it, but in style. He had brought beef and vegetables for a stew and ham and eggs for. She was such a good friend. She offered to let me wear anything ofhers and she offered to help me with putting on some makeup and gettingmy hair just right.All week I could just barely hide my excitement at going out on my firstdate with a boy. Amy often said I giggled a lot when alone with her. Myparents thought I had done something wonderful at school and kept askingme about it. And at school, when I would see Steve, my heart wouldflutter and skip a beat. Often just the sight of him made me. He was dressed in desert battle fatigues. Just looking at the picture you could get a sense of his size and strength."We have an all points bulletin out on him. Last we know, he was driving a desert-sand-colored 1983 Chevy pickup with a crudely drawn version of the Marine Corp insignia on the doors. He should be easy to spot if he's still using that truck. Also, he was still wearing his desert uniform, so once again, he isn't exactly hiding from us."All I can tell you, Mr. Prentice, is to be.