Oh well, luckily there weren’t that many people there’ Kie thought as he kept walking down the hall. He had just transferred from a different high...school because he had gotten into too many fights. And what do ya know, he just got in another before he had even checked in. Which it wasnt much of a fight, oh well. He opened the door and walked into the office. ‘Well at least they have some talent here,’ he thought after looking over the artwork hanging in random locations all across the room.. My wife and I originally met while signing up for classes during college freshman orientation and it's really odd, but I went from thinking that redheads didn't do much for me to being completely captivated. [I still feel that way about redheads for everyone else but my wife.] Sadly, I didn't think that I'd ever meet her again on campus given the number of students. When school started a few weeks later, I was amazed not just that we ran into each other after class, but that she apparently. Why: they were one of my wife’s favorites, had been worn to death showing her deep semi-dirty toe prints inside, the exteriors showed signs of were on the sole bottoms, the sides had ghost forms of my wife’s toes showing with associated wear marks in the outer suede leather . So the next day Claire comes over and I remember talking about work initially and then she laid out something to the effect of: “so did you bring a pair?” That’s when I pulled the old mocs out of plastic bag and said. “She said she was interested in taking on a couple of chores. I figured she could learn a little more about them horses.”“I don’t know why you allow that girl to do things like that,” her mother rants. “Taking care of them animals ain’t for no girl. She needs to learn to make a good house wife. And if she wants to take on more chores, she can take some off my hands.”“Mary, let the girl have a little fun before she’s married,” her father murmurs.“Fine,” Mary says with a huff, turning back to the.