I didn’t put much detail into the character’s appearance because I wanted to leave it to the reader to make the characters whatever was their idea... fantasy for a partner. The day was warm, in the mid-70s.The sun shined brightly outside and the sky had barely any clouds in it. A gentle breeze tussled the leaves on the aspen trees. The summer had been quiet slow and boring for Ashley. She was trying to save money for school and a car to get her there so she was working two jobs. One she worked. She had become a TV news addict, so she had seen a report of my little escapade last night. She even recorded the segment for me. The reason she knew that I had been involved was because the surveillance camera had picked up enough of me that she recognized my uniform.The news anchor was of two minds about the event. On one hand, he was delighted that a petty criminal had finally been caught before he could do some real damage or kill somebody, but, on the other hand, he thought the loss of an. At the registration desk, the clerk kept giving me a strange look as my father went through the usual administrative bits of the check-in process. I was fairly certain that I knew what was going through his mind since he could see that my Dad had a local address, and he was well aware that there was a prom going on in the hotel that night.The biggest surprise came when my Dad ordered a bottle of champagne to be delivered to the room, and placed on ice at midnight. The clerk stared at me when he. In the end, these were the only positive things to come out of Beth’s departure. As the short winter days lengthened, things got a little better, until by March I was almost back to my usual self. Spring’s green shoots and Jenny’s patience had definitely helped. It was at about this time, as I was preparing for my end of school exams, that a very curious and disturbing event occurred. In the last week of March, pupils in their final year of school were expected to undertake a week of.