"--- "It was you, was it?" --- said the man, as something in his mind was telling him the girl was lying.--- "Yes. I'm very sorry, sir." --- she said ...anging her head low --- "I should not have done that."The man looked down on her. He was pretty certain she was lying, but looking at her tag, he quickly decided it was a good opportunity to make an example out of her.--- "I'll show you what happens to girls that disobey"The man disconnected collar from the metal rod, pulled her deeper into the. I gave up trying in English when we were assigned to read ten chapters of 'The Tale of Two Cities' and write a report, all in one night. The class level was such that we were expected to read the entire book in three days. Math my best chance to shine was also out of reach. My eyesight prevented me from seeing well enough to handle 3 12-foot blackboards full of equations in each class. I could do the work but the pace was just too fast. By October I resigned myself to attending summer school. I shrugged my shoulders, “Only place I can think of is home.” I said. Becky said nothing for a moment. We had already agreed that a neutral venue was preferable for the first time. Malcolm was after all a stranger and you can’t be too careful about who you let into your own home. She glanced at Malcolm again, “I think it will be okay,” she said to me. Becky seemed happy so I agreed. Malcolm said something about following on behind but Becky told him that it was easy to get lost on the busy. Bobby was a early 30's guy that had been divorced and moved back into a college apartment building. Me and Bobby had become pretty good friends over time we played some video games together and would golf together from time to time. One night Eric was gone out and I stayed at home just watching TV when I heard Bobby come home around midnight. I watched thru our peep hole as Bobby had trouble getting in his door and could tell he was a little tipsy. I few minutes went by and I looked back.