Sighing, he pulled the electric shaver from the travel bag. Was that a telephone ringing? He twisted the cap off the shaving head and plugged the shav...r into the wall socket. Jeremy had always feared that he would electrocute himself one day, so he pushed the plug in gently, slowly. He saw his face reflected in the shiny metal plate that held the socket. ‘Such a sad face,’ he thought. ‘I have a sad face, a sad face that needs a shave.’ He shaved. Jeremy felt clean now. The smell of the soap,. “You could always go by yourself…” She said“Andrea…” Sam’s father said, turning around “Boys don’t go to prom by themselves…”“My brother did…” She said“Michael went to an all-boys school.”“You did…” She retorted.“Oh, we’re bringing that up again…” her wife said, sitting down. “You had the chicken pox after I’d already bought a dress.”“I got them from you…”“Only because YOU wouldn’t take a hint a leave me alone to get better.”“Dad, mom, stop fighting…” Sam said.“We’re not fighting, dear.” His. The kitchen was strange to her, but she investigated. She had the fire lit and the pone ready to cook when Jeff woke.“Good morning, Vickie,” he said on his way out the back door, “I love you.”Vicki expected him to crash to the ground. Then, she thought that he had to know what he was doing; this was his house. She opened the door and looked out. Although there were several steps up to the front porch downstairs, the kitchen door opened inward at ground level. She went back to cook the pone.Jeff. I felt it the night before too. Perhaps this was what was unsettling me right now and as I opened my eyes to stand and make my way back into school I hadn’t heard him approach. He startled me. It was my English teacher. He grabbed my arm to stop me falling and for an instant I could have sworn his fingers had grazed my nipple.Instantly my face reddened. I could feel the heat right down to my toes. I wrangled from his grasp and ran back into school feeling stupider than ever. What would he think.