‘All that upset for nothing.’ ‘I’m sorry,’ she apologised, gazing down at his handsome face. It all seemed so stupid now. A storm in a teacu..., as her nana used to say. ‘Me too,’ he replied. ‘We were both stupid that night.’ He sighed. ‘No more silliness?’ ‘No more,’ she agreed with heartfelt determination. Marc meant too much to her to risk losing him again over a stupid argument. From now on, she was not going to allow her temper to get the better of her. ‘Now perhaps we can seal the deal. I nodded and finished dressing. ?Come say goodbye now,? Mrs. Cook said, wiggling the size 11 gunboats on thedesk. I walked to her desk and bent down, kissing each of her white leather moccasinsas she took a drag from her cigarette. ?Goodbye Vice-Principal Cook,? I said softly. ?That's all for today,? she said, waving her hand. And I left. ---------- After school was cross country practice from 2 until 4. I rode my bike homeand walked inside at 4:15. I walked to the living room still wearing my. She held my hand onto her belly with her own on top of it, making sure that our unborn daughter could feel the touch of both her parents close to her.Debby laid in the middle of us, her youthful fit body on top of my own belly to be exact. As usual she was rambling on about what funny things happened between her and her friends during their match outside of town.After everything that had happened we finally found peace, happiness and closure. A new chapter of our lives had started, us, together. I got over there about ten this morning on a shoplifting beef, me and Corey Weston. He’s got a transport van. So, the store manager tells us that he thinks there is a group layering clothes in the dressing rooms and Corey and I wait for them to leave and nab them as they are leaving.” Layering involved taking a bunch of clothes into a dressing room and putting them all on, ‘layering’ multiple t-shirts and jackets and coats, and then running out. “So, we are loading them into the van to.