She was wearing the same yellow summer dress that she had laid out in the morning."And of course your daddy has not made you do your homework, has he?... No, mommy, we went to the beach right after he got home." OK, kids, up to your rooms you go. Do your homework properly. I'll be up in a little while to check on you, and to see if you need any help."The minute the kids were out of the kitchen Helen turned towards me. A brilliant smile was flashing in her slanted, diamond blue eyes, as she moved. ‘Say, is it today you have that math tutoring session?’ ‘Yeah, Mr. Henderson had to choose a damn Friday for that,’ Brandon answered, his right hand balling into a fist. ‘At least I can have some fun afterwards.’ The blonde grimaced at her boyfriend’s last sentence. She had heard about Brandon and other bullies, not necessarily jocks, harassing students they viewed as weaker than them. Needless to say, Ashley wasn’t happy about it and vowed to make at least her boyfriend stop with that. "No, that's bullshit!" she thought to herself and she dismissed the notion.Walt stepped away from her for a moment and turned on the radio in the garage. He dialed through the stations until he found one he liked. "Unchained Melody" was in the middle of playing."How about a dance with your grandpa?" he said.Ashley took another swig of beer. She smiled at him. "Okay!"She let her cigarette drop to the ground after a final puff and put her arms around the older man's neck. Walt put his hands on. ”“Who... ?” I started. Then it hit me. Ms. Levy. “No!”“Who’s got a crush on Jacob?” Joan asked. All six girls raised their hands.“Not that I’m worried, but just ... um ... be polite, you know? It’s an orchestra concert, not a basketball game.”“We’ll cheer silently to ourselves,” Rachel grinned.“Oh! My!” Mrs. Marvel said when she saw me before the performance. I really liked this tux but I wasn’t sure if she was on board. They had a chair in the wings where I could sit and watch the first act..