”“Normally when you see stuff like this in a museum, it’s all about how some hero did some special thing, or accomplished some impossible goal. ...here’s not one of those here. Everything in here is about how a group of people did something. There’s a reproduction of the Iwo Jima flag, which a team raised. I’m sure it’s not the original!”I looked around. I noticed that photos from the USS Oxford had been added which reinforced what Susan was talking about.“There’s a painting of guys fighting at. Her brother (Luke) was not gifted at all!By high school, the tempation to say to their son, "Why can't you be more like Sophie?" was avoided like the plague, and Luke's study habits were nonexistent.Having grown physically larger than his older sister, Luke took certain advantages, like making Sophie help him with his homework, sometimes making her actually do his homework!By sixteen, Sophie had missed out more than a few activities by Luke's domineering, but she met a boy that really liked. She had become my dream girl the second I saw her for the first time. Mrs. Chase was young for a teacher, only 25 then, and 28 in the present, and she was by far the most beautiful woman in the college.She had a pretty, porcelain face and beautiful green eyes. She had blonde hair that she usually wore long and full lips. Her body was slim yet curvy.Her most notable features was her breasts. Mrs. Chase was stacked. Even the clothes she wore to try and draw attention away from her breasts. I realized that I was standing in the middle of the oncoming lane. As I turned to go back to my car, the first car from me, the doors just erupted and these four guys, some of your students, jumped out and started after me, yelling and screaming about being a child molester. I was running for my life, but they caught me and beat me. They hit me and kicked me for what seemed like an eternity, over and over and over. I thought I was dead for sure."Coach Jenkins had stopped listening when he heard.