It made him realize how blessed he was tohave the natural beauty of a pretty girl. He only hoped his inner beautywas as deep as Carol's."Carol, you're...the truest friend a girl could have," Corey said. He wasnow beginning to refer to himself as "girl", and it just came outnaturally.Corey had never been out on a "date". He had never considered asking agirl for a date, thinking no girl would care for him, that no girl wouldwant such a wimp for a boy friend. He felt so shy and inadequate. And,of. But only a little, they were all concerned about Sarah, as she was clearly close to breaking down.Sarah felt just a little better once they explained what had happened. Wal had used a bottle of poison earlier in the day, and he'd put it back in the fridge in the place where the vitamin mix went. Because Sarah couldn't read, she hadn't noticed, and Wal was very sorry that he'd moved the bottle. It didn't help that much. While they didn't think it was her fault, she was the one who couldn't read,. Now at 32 years old, this might be her last chance. Her very last shot at happiness. But, at what price?This was a final blowout before the school year started. Before she had to go back and face hordes of squealing preteens with all their petty problems and ingenious ways of avoiding anything resembling learning. Before she had to slip back into her accustomed role as teacher and animal tamer.A Caribbean cruise was just the ticket to forget what a rut her life had settled into. A life lacking. Wendy tootled."Then you must be Wendolyn Wanzor Austin?" That was a statement ... but a question too."The Fifth," Wendolyn allowed. "Mom calls me Vee."He handed the ID's back."How can I help?" I have a boat and I need a place to put it. It's pretty big." She was almost apologetic. "19 meters."He looked a little shocked."We, Wendy and I want to live aboard while we go to school ... inside storage would be good ... it has a trailer cradle." Where is this boat?" Umh ... it's not here ... yet..