As softball ended, the Christmas season was beginning. Growing up the way I did, Christmas was not about all the gifts and parties as it was my new fr...ends. Christmas was a special day and we celebrated the birth of Jesus by going to church Christmas Eve and Christmas morning. Ben and I attended both services and because he had got a job, and purchased a truck. So my dad let him come pick me up and take me home. Some of our friends were having a Christmas party a couple days before Christmas. “But, if you really want to know, I guess I ought to give it some thought.”If she’d not opted for a career in teaching, Jill could have been a fine actress.“Well, of course, what girl could resist the healthy beach life and charms of Craig? He’s such a naughty boy, and I guess every girl wants to sometimes break free from the bonds of everyday life and taste the freedom of the beach life and the allure of foreign lands.”She’d held my gaze as she’d twisted my tail. I couldn’t complain as I’d. She whispered to Amy ‘What the hell doing you think you are doing? I trusted you you’re a prefect, now quietly bring the team round the corner and follow me.Miss Summers lead to girls in silence to line up facing the wall outside the boys changing rooms.She knocked loudly on the door when Mr Robson opened it she told him she needed a word in private. They walked to the other end of the corridor and muttered and gently laughed.Mr Robson returned to the boys changing rooms and turned the showers. Maybe...maybe he willcome here, or one of these followers you saw, and teach us the right way toserve God." I....I am sure of it, Papa, but I think some bad things must happen first.The way I saw that passage in the writings, the one that gave me hopeagain, he will be like the scapegoat is in that ceremony."He looked at her, and remembered the passage she meant, and saw clearlywhat she was talking about, and then he wept, and said, "How... how canthat be? And if it is true, then ... where will.