"That'll work, I'll let the service guys know your family. They'll take care of you," Jim said. "Time for me to get, I have to punch the clock."Charli... said he had a bunch of work to get caught up on and said he would see us later. Shawna smiled and followed him.Tiny said to Ruth, "Stay out in the sun a little longer today and get your vitamin C. It will make you nicer to be around. I have to get going early, I have a big day."Hanna looked at Ruth, "I'm off today, can I come with you? I need. . note, I said 'ours', for he stands for all of the Southern Duchies ... and you will too, or else you will be removed from our way. Or alternatively, if you have not the stomach to die in a formal duel, with but a nod of my head my personal arms-mistress Gwenda, she can arrange for a slight accident to befall you instead. The dozen of us gathered here will all swear that you fell on your sword, in disgrace. I'm sorry my Lord, there will be no battle here today! Your men, and ours, are all too. Smith accepted me for who I was and didn't expect me to be someone I wasn't. I knew she wouldn't yell at me for getting a B+ on a math test instead of an A+. She would've been happy just knowing I had tried my best. I also loved the way Mrs. Smith smelled and how she dressed. The clothes she wore, usually skirts or dresses, were always so much more pretty and stylish than other women her age. She was everything a man, in my case an 11-year-old, could want. How could I refuse her request?"So, do. Living in the same small village, our families had known each other for years and Andrea Jones definitely knew I liked her. But, for some reason that my juvenile brain couldn’t fathom, she wasn’t interested in being a girlfriend, not even as we progressed through secondary school together. She’d occasionally flirt with me — but that was it. After secondary school, I moved away to college and we lost touch. Life moved on. I finished college, started working, and ten years later, I got engaged..