"Sorry," he said, assuming she was grossed out."What for?" she asked, gingerly stepping on the rocks that made up the shore of the lake."Shooting off ...n front of you," he said. "I shouldn't have done that." Um ... you don't have to be sorry. It's OK. I didn't really mind," she said, blushing and glad it was dark so he couldn't see it. "In fact it was kind of cool." It was so much more than "cool" in her mind, but she couldn't say that to him just then."Really?" He sounded relieved. "Thanks! I. Margaret said: she was very pretty. A young fresh face, framed by blonde hair nicely combed with plaits with two red ribbons at each end. She had a nice French nose with sparse freckles on it. I started to have feelings about her. “Now, let’s get back to work!” declared M. Margaret. Susan went back to her desk and sitting down the sleeve of her uniform pulled down the inkpot. A crash was heard and suddenly silence fell like a curtain above us. Miss. Margaret stood up, “What was that!” Susan. I buried my face in my cup so as not to be caught grinning. ‘I’m going in a little late this morning, so when you get off the bus, head over to Beth’s and I’ll pick you up there. Okay?’ Em just nodded, and continued eating her cereal. It wasn’t long before she was giving me a big bear hug imploring me to drive safe so I’d be back in a couple months to stay. I had her promise to work hard on her schoolwork, and if she needed any help with her to call me. Chrissy made her phone calls and turned. Flint had dated girls his own age and older that could not express themselves that well. The letters forced him to examine his feelings toward her. She was attractive and based on her letters was well spoken. He was use to his looks attracting the attentions of younger females at family gatherings, but he ignored all of them as these females looked and acted like teenagers. This one was different because he was attracted to her. Due to her age and the constant presence of her Mom he kept.