. she stopped at the gate to my house and looked around. My hart stopped! Quickly she opened my back gate and slipped into the garden. I saw her make ...er way over to my shed, look around again and quickly disappear in. I never lock the shed as there wasn't much in there anyway, just a couple of tools. But what was she doing in there? I guessed this was where she must bunk off school and hide during the day?I quickly pulled my clothes back on and ran down stairs... what was I going to do? Loads. The bedroom door was locked to avoid any unwanted intrusions and there was a good reason for that. James was doing something he shouldn't be and he knew he would be in big trouble with the other members of his family if he was found out.He had recently turned fifteen and was what might be called a geek if he lived in the US. Here on his father's farm on the very western outskirts of Glasgow, he was merely regarded by his peers as a shy, highly intelligent boy, somewhat spoiled owing to his. ”“I know, Dad. I’m sorry.” I gave him another hug and then went to sit opposite Minh and glanced at her homework. “I just got back from DC last night. I needed to come home for a while and get my head on straight.”“What’s bothering you, son?” Dad asked. He slid into the seat next to Minh and she pointed her homework paper toward him. “What’s this number, Minh?” he asked.“Seven?”“You need to make sure the teacher can read the number clearly.” He took her pencil and drew the number on a scrap of. Thinking about it his mind quickly came to the conclusion that he did not want it any other way. John finished up his work as quickly as possible and made an excuse about an early doctor’s appointment, which was really more of a truth than a prevarication, and made his way to his car. John got into his car and opened his glove compartment verifying the red, silk scarf was where he put it then placed a key in the ignition and drove to his appointment. John liked to think of them as appointments.