"Holly what's it like to kiss her?" Lisa said in a sigh.Without hesitating Holly stepped to her bed and pressed her lips to friend's little sister's."...he cinnamon lip-gloss is hers" She saw the look of understanding on Lisa's face and smiled as she watched her lick her lips."Listen I don't have long" looking over her shoulder to the door "You can try to listen to us in the shower but if you want to watch us find somewhere to hide in her room by the time you hear the shower stop alright?". I am just as much at falt as you are. I let myself explore further than just the kiss. I started to feel things in my belly and an itch down below, and I just needed to release the tension that had built up in my body and mind. I understand and we'll never do this again." She leans up and kisses me on the cheek. We hold each other for a moment and then we hear the car pulling up I tell her to go back out and play, and that I'll call you and the other kids when it is time to eat. Weeks went by. Chip held out as long as his broken body allowed. Every day I would say "See you tomorrow", glance around to see if anyone was watching, and kiss his forehead. I guess it was a blessing he passed in the middle of the night. Gram and Dad handled the nights while I would stay during the day.My Dad spent every minute he didn't have to work at his bedside. Gram spent as much time consoling Dad as she did watching Chip. He was buried beside my Mom.We were devastated. Gram gave up her house and moved. They're friends with Mrs Banks and agreed to take me in.Now I'm being taken away to another life for good, away from my friends, my neighborhood and my family. Family isn't quite the right word. I was more than happy to leave that place. After my big sister Julie left three years ago, my mother started to drink even more and most days she slept on the couch, oblivious to everything and everyone around her. It wasn't a home any more.The day Julie told me, that she would leave, the image of the.