Her eye appeared to droop because of it. I glanced at it and then looked her in the eye."That isn't who you are, scars don't define who we are, just w...ere we've been." I said.She looked at me shock evident on her face, and lowered her hair, and then her head. She stood and walked back into the building.I finished the day, expecting to be called into the office and informed that I didn't work there anymore. Well, I've been fired before, and for better reasons than trying to be nice to someone. I. "He wondered how much she would do for him. He decided to see if she was worth keeping around. He kept telling himself he didn't love her, and so it would be okay. If he did and she broke up with him, it would be like Jen all over again.So one day he gave her friend a note to give her after school, telling her to meet him in front of his classroom. She showed up, giving him a big kiss."What's up?" she asked him."Oh, I was just wondering if you wanted to do something after school." Don't you. But it's not like that! It's sweet and gentle and good. And even when it's not-so-gentle, it's still good," she said, giggling. Her body shook in my arms, from her giggling."I worried about it, too," I confessed, "when Tess started talking about it." I knew it was her idea," Kim said."It didn't take much arm-twisting, for me to go along," I told her, squeezing her little breast gently."I'm glad we're doing it together -- the three of us," Kim repeated, "but... this part -- is what I love most.. Everything seems normal and like before in the evening, the only difference is maybe my mother seems a little more affectionate and my dad sometimes looks over at me with a little indulgent look on his face and goes back to his newspaper. Yeah, he reads it on paper just like in the 20th century. Sometimes Mom goes first but tonight when I was ready I said goodnight and went to my old bedroom which is down the hall and around the corner from theirs. That's when I get my show. I can see into.