So I said, “Huh?”“I said, are you ok? I didn’t mean to bump into you; I wasn’t really paying attention to my surroundings.”“Yeah I’m g...od. . . . It was no big deal, no harm done.” I said looking up at him for a little bit longer than I intended to.“You have really pretty eyes!” WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAT??????? I feel the deepest blush ever spread across my face. Did he just say that? Cause a senior's never really paid any attention to me before. And I know there aren’t any gay ones at my school. I'm. In a way, Grace was very happy for her. She deserved someone like John Madison. Just as the priest was giving the closing prayer to bless the newlyweds, Grace quietly slipped out, grabbed a taxi to take her back home.Yvette slept on top of Frank despite the warm summer morning. It was a Saturday and he had no thoughts of going to work. The war was nearing its third year and nothing had changed in the front lines. Behind the scenes the allies were seeking a truce with the armies returning inside. We served up eggs, hash browns and grits and put toast on each plate before I carried them to the big kitchen table everybody sat around. With each plate delivered I got a quick “Merry Christmas” and a touch on one or more of my erogenous zones. I giggled like a school girl and Mom decided to carry Daddy's plate to him herself. He made sure to slip his hand up under her mid thigh length skirt and sent a smile to her lips. Before she returned to get her own plate, he licked his fingers with a. 'That's 'Staff Sergeant` private, don't you ever forget it!" he snarled through his clenched teeth, spraying my face with his spittle. He held me there, my feet dangling a foot off the floor, my back pasted immovable against the door, his dark eyes stabbing into my soul as he allowed his words to sink in. Then, just as abruptly as he'd snatched me off my feet, he dropped me into a crumpled heap on the floor beside my luggage, did an about-face and confidently strode away. Rattled I left.