It was then that her phone went ‘bing’ telling her that she had a message.“Yes!” she cried.“Yes?” I replied.“Lauren’s passed a message...onto Billy and Kitty and they want to meet me if I can get to Newcastle at the weekend,” Ruth said triumphantly.“You can’t go on your own,” I said.“I know, but please Dad, please,” she said intensely.“Let me check my diary,” I said.A quick scan of the diary and my order books told me I could spare all of Friday afternoon after a business meeting with a tax. He said that it was alright and nothing to be ashamed about and I should be who I feel like being. I was so happy that another person approved. When school got out (I always walked home as did most of the others). A car pulled up alongside of me. It was my teacher. He asked if I wanted a ride home and leaned over and opened the door. I got in and he drove away. Back then everyone in the neighborhood knew everyone else and where they lived, what the parents did for a living, etc. He started. “I come home and I get abused!” I protested. “It used to be Liz, now it’s you!”“Oh, please! If you can’t take a bit of teasing...”“I can.”“I take it Mindy was good last night?”“Yes,” I said, suppressing a smirk. “Very. No complaints.”“Good. I was a bit concerned when I had to remind her this morning.”“The day teenage girls don’t say something silly is the day the world ends!”“Or teenage boys say something dumb!” Mom countered.“Yeah, well. It’s testosterone poisoning according to Jocelyn.”“How. Each month we have been testing me more and more. Last month, I actually ran across a 10-foot long high wire, but only 3 feet off the ground. And I have done the same thing on a low wire, but more at a fast walk.”“What’s the difference?” John asked. “It sounds like either way you were only a few feet off the ground.”“Oh, high wire and low wire are not describing the height. That is the tension. A high wire is under high tension, pulled tight so it is almost like a pole. A low wire is under low.