Mendoza’s herb garden, I set the closed jar on top of the closest fence post. When I got back to the table, Mr. Mendoza asked what I was doing, and ... told him I was making sun tea. That obviously meant nothing to him, so I shrugged and said we’d try it with dinner.Back at the worktable Mr. Mendoza and I spent the late afternoon talking about my favorite subject: Anna. At one point during our conversation I told him that with his permission I would be asking her formally to marry me. He nodded,. We asked them to wait as the maximum a ride takes us 10 mins.Now we both were alone there! I still couldn’t talk to her! And she avoided me to! And then came the second news that due to bad weather the helicopter rides will be delayed! Now we both had nothing to do! I somehow asked her if she wanna eat something ! She said yes and we went to the canteen!We started talking normally and I apologized for the morning! She told me it’s ok and it’s not my fault, let’s just not talk about it! I don’t. "You're drunk! Leave me alone! Go back into the house!" she pleaded."And you're crazy! Here! You want to end it all! Do it! Once and for all!" He had her pills in his hand, he opened the small bottle and took a handful out and forced her mouth open and tried shoving them in. Choking, she screamed and spit them out.She broke loose from his arms and didn't know which way to turn. Without thinking she went closer to the sea. Maybe it was her only escape? Half asleep, still drowsy from her pills,. That test was pretty disappointing. Miss Webster was waiting for an answer. What could I say? Was there any other explanation?I shrugged, “I guess not!”“Rebecca, given the circumstances, I am prepared to schedule a make-up test for you. How does next Tuesday during your lunch period suit you?”That was a surprise. I looked up at Miss Webster. Her face was maybe not completely hard – I wouldn’t go so far as to say she was looking kind, but I think she was trying.I licked my lips and hoped my.