The day passed by quickly until it was time for her sixth period gym class, and while Afton wasn’t really big on sports, Miss Richards, the gym teac...er, kept the class interesting by having a variety of activities for the students sample. After class in the locker room, Miss Richards was passing by her stall and she stopped to ask Afton if her ankle was okay, since she had rolled it over while playing volleyball. Afton replied, “Oh, it’s not too bad, it just hurt for a few minutes, nothing to. 'Need a mascara fix,' I thought, and I brushed my lashes alittle to separate them and make them look fuller and longer. 'Thankyou God for giving me girls' lashes,' I thought for the zillionth time.I adjusted my white gold necklace and matching pendant earrings, andthen I returned to my date.The table had been cleared and brushed off, and all that remained werethe roses and two crystal champagne flutes. I could make out the bubblyliquid in them as I approached from ten feet away. Mark rose again. Give address,” I said. “Kids guests, my house.”Still being a complete bitch, the woman asked, “What did Goliath say? I couldn’t understand him.”I didn’t need any assistance to know what all I needed to put her in her place.“So sorry. Is this better?” I asked her in a language from one of the isolated areas of the world where she lived with her parents as they did missionary work, based on the pictures in her office.I changed languages with each sentence as I explained, “Some jealous snotty. ’ ‘Yes, please, and?’ ‘And?’ ‘And what else.’ ‘Else?’ Sally thought back to the notes. It came to her. ‘Be my friend! Hardly. What sort of friend does this?’ ‘Does what?’ ‘Whatever you do?’ ‘And how do you think I do that?’ ‘I don’t know—magic, hypnosis, whatever.’ ‘It would be a much nicer month if we are friends, you know. Surely you don’t want me forcing you.’ ‘You’ve already done that once.’ ‘Well yes, so I have, but not really forced—you didn’t resist did you?’ He chuckled. ‘Didn’t even.