”“You can’t do that,” he said. “Judge Charlie’s already pushing sensibilities with you being fourteen. If you’re fourteen and mentally i...competent, I think he’ll pull up short.”“I may be crazy by then,” I said.“You’re already crazy, Miss Almost Fourteen. You’re supposed to have a fancy bicycle and an iPhone...”“I got both of those...”“And a serious crush, number seventeen of the year, on some kid who wishes he was old enough to grow a beard so he could REALLY look cool...”“Got the serious. He had been gone since early this morning, having taken the freshly butchered cow to the market. Setting the handle of the pick-axe on his massive shoulder Luc starts off for the house, having decided that the rest of the trench could wait until tomorrow. As he approached the front porch of the farmhouse, he noticed a dust cloud, heading towards the house and he paused and watched. A moment later a black Ford came to a stop, just a few feet from where he stood. A woman dressed in faded blue. Waxerman replied quietly.“Thirty nine what?” Delilah asked, stopping her banter with Jimmy mid-sentence, showing that she’d actually been paying more attention to the doctor than it had seemed.“Your aunt caused quite a problem for someone I know. Someone who’d done nothing to deserve the problem she caused. For that, she earned thirty nine stripes with a rod, as the Bible dictates, plus whatever punishment comes from the people she wronged. I will not duplicate this punishment on you Delilah,. I’m Marisa,” I said, smiling at her.Looking around for an available dressing room, she asked, “Um, mind if we share a room?”I nodded, and she followed me into the white dressing room where she quickly closed the door behind us.“Great pick,” she said, referring to the teddy I had picked out. “It’ll look great on you.”“I hope so,” I said, feeling a slight blush coming over my face.With a look of confidence on her face, she flirted, “I don’t think anything can look bad on you.”“Oh, likewise,” I.