Several times I slipped to a knee, my hands also got muddy. I was grumbling pretty good, but it was nothing compared to the cussin\' I was doing a min...te later.There was a slight incline leading back down to the basement door. I slipped, and went ass over tea kettle. Splat! Flat on my back. OK, I know you\'re laughing your ass off now, but it sort of pissed me at the time. I cussed for a few minutes, laying there in the mud.After a bit of reflection though, I couldn\'t help but let out a laugh.. Everything will be okay, he reassured me, giving me another tight hug"We stood there just holding each other for a few moments, and then I heard his father call for us. We walked back into the dining room and took our seats at the table tentatively.Mr. Sparks started to say something, but his wife interrupted him before he could get more than a single word out. "We know that there are a lot of bad things that happen to college students during spring break. We don't want you to get hurt. Just. On Monday we went to school. I was in the eighth grade and Cindy was in the tenth grade but we were both in the same building.We got a chance to meet up for lunch. Cindy had a bad morning and was close to tears so I took her home. As we walked she said that the boys were mad at her for getting Ted into trouble and that the girls were mad her for leading him on. Even her best friend told her that she should have kept her mouth shut.Mom was surprised when we got home but comforted Cindy. She. Mary was anxious to get back to work and Jake offered to drive her. When he returned, Sharmila was awake, her computer on her lap. She was studying so intently, Jake decided to excuse himself.It was just before lunch time when she was ready to receive him. He asked her what she would like. She yawned, smiled sweetly, and asked him what he was offering. She settled on some chicken salad and he brought it in, with their daily paper."You are a good man, Jake," she said, before devouring the.