" Tell me about Cindy." I'd rather not." Oh come on!" Cindy was....she was a very outgoing girl. We met in Elementary school as k**s and from the mome...t I met her was like no other girl I've ever met. One minute she'd be eating her lunch then she'd be stomping through puddles getting soaked. We stayed friends up into Junior High when she moved. Four years later I was a freshman in High School and my first day of classes walked into home room and sat down. As the teacher started reading names he. So in totality she appeared as a beautiful lady with so many hidden treasures to be explored and mysteries to unravel. That gave her a distinct persona which I guess any male after having one look at her would want to explore and unravel the mysterious treasures hidden within her.Coming back to the main….as I started demonstrating to her, the products one by one and throughout my presentation, she had such a look on her face as if she is trying to convey to me that I have her undivided. “Hmmm, five years, I think?”, Mark replied. “I started to live here when my dad broke his hip. I took over his surfing shop. Then I taught tourists how to surf for hobby and extra cash, you know.” “Well, you seem to be doing a good job,” Clarissa replied. “Nah, not good enough to win a bet against you.” Clarissa chuckled. “Well, I have always been lucky when it comes to bets. Also, do you always pester tourists until they let you teach them how to surf?” “Not always,” Mark replied and. In the end, Mike's mother convinced his father to let him go. MarilynnBlair knew her child was every bit as stubborn and determined as herhusband. If they didn't let him try this, they would never hear the endof it. Hopefully, in a few months, he would be homesick enough to wantto come back. They watched his plane taxi away from the gate at O'Hare,not knowing what to expect. Neither did he. All he knew was a vow he hadmade and fully intended to keep: Never Again. Second Day - AfternoonThey came.