"Hi," he said."Hi," she said."I'm John." He held out his hand."I'm Mary." She shook his hand."How are you?" I'm good. How about you?" I'm good too." T...ey laughed nervously."It's nice in here. It's been really hot out." Yeah. Humid too." So who do you know? How did you get here? I mean who invited you?" Oh, I'm friends with Becky Thatcher," she said enthusiastically. "How about you?" Oh, my cousin Jim Jones was dating Becky's cousin's roommate Annie Williams." Wow, what an amazing coincidence,". One evening he drove me to a forest far from town and parked a half mile or so up a secluded lane in the middle of a heavily wooded area. I was feeling deliciously feminine in my schoolgirl skirt and sheer stockings, this time with a pair of black stiletto pumps. He told me to get out of the car and led me by the arm into the trees. He was carrying a pillow and a little plastic box, the purpose of which escaped me. He stood with his back against a tree and put the pillow in front of him,. "I had to take it into the phone shop for some repairs" I said as confidently as I could in this situation."Oh what can possibly be wrong with a mobile you never use?" she replied in a slightly calmer tone. A good point. but I know my mother and there is always one answer that she will always to believe."I broke the screen by stepping on it when you made me clean my room." I said calmly hoping that it would work again. See my parents refuse to accept that i'm old enough to have any real. “How do I know that?” she asked softly. “And why didn’t she tell me?”“I apologized to her Friday and she thought I should be the one to tell you.”Jen pet the kitten thoughtfully for a moment. “Do you love her?”I knew the truthful answer wasn’t what Jen wanted to hear.“Jen, I love Autumn, but it’s not like what you’re thinking.”“And what am I thinking?” Jen asked bitterly, looking at me again.“I don’t know, I guess,” I admitted. “But it’s not that kind of love. I love her like I love Shelby.”“So.