It felt good to melt away the tension of the work day, but he mind wandered back to HIM. Scott. What was it about him? That he just wouldn't give up? ...hat he was absolutely beautiful and interested in her of all people? His warm breath on the back of her neck when they worked closely on their project at work? That's what she started to concentrate on. His breath on her skin. The touch of his belly on her hand while he reached across the table to explain his reason for the changes he had made.. " Either here or in the gym. I like to work out, too."Aha, that's why the muscles. Nice."Well, I'm sure we'll see each other out here, I love the pool, too."There wasn't much more that first day, he left not long after. But, over the next few weeks, I did get to know him much better. He told me that he had moved into the apartments with his mom and that she worked long hours. And that he was just about the only kid his age who lived there and that he missed all his friends from where he used to. But as we were easing up, so Jessie's bike bounced on a rut and she wobbled out of control, her legs off the pedals and wide apart. She went off the path at pace and vanished out of sight down a steep hill.We started running again to make sure she was OK, and as we reached the same place that she disappeared we saw her sliding down through the leaves, her bike in a bush with the front wheel still spinning."Now we've got her!" said Millie, panting from the exercise.We ran down into the valley. You scared me. CareBear: I’m sorry. But it worked, didn’t it? Whilst you were distracted by that fear, you not only talked to me but wrote stories you wouldn’t have considered before. And from those stories haven’t you found out something about yourself? What had she learnt? She thought about her feelings, something she hadn’t done for a long time. Perhaps it was getting easier to like people again. Trying to be hateful seemed so much effort now. Had he really done all this just to make her.