I didn't care for I was alone. It was a bit drafty on cold windy night. My room and Abbie's room shared the same wall. Sometimes I could hear her talk...on the phone to one of her friends from her old school."I hate it here no one understands how I feel" I heard her say, I knew how she felt I had to move away from my friends. she moved from another state so I could only imagine. As the months went by felt like a flash of light. I was pre occupied by soccer. So I was gone most evenings till around. Watching her reaction to my asking her to marry me was like discovering that you were a party of one. Summer simply didn’t send waves of joy toward me.Somehow everything had changed.The light that sparkled in her eyes turned alarmingly dim and then very sad.It took all my will power to keep my face from showing the disappointment that rocked me as I realized that Summer had no intention of marrying me. How did I get that so wrong? It seemed impossible that I was THAT needy?Accepting the. Jean was going to need help to discover exactly what was valuable and how valuable it was, but the turn-of-the-century fittings screamed 'antique' and Jean DEFINITELY recognized four Tiffany lamps! "I'll bet the stuff in here could pay for the remodel!" Jean gushed. "We should just turn the place into an antique store!" Her eyes swept the space. "We could turn the tack room into an office..." I've got my hands full," Candace rasped. "If you want it, it's your project." I will help!" Marta. “Ms. Lin, this is my stepmother Melanie Schulz. Mom, this is professor Mai Lin, my social studies teacher.”“We actually met last fall at a parent teacher conference. Please to see you again professor. Now what is this problem with releasing my daughter’s grades? She’s showed me her tests and homeworks and it looks like A work to me.“You’re right Mrs. Schulz, Leslie is an excellent student and earned a good grade, but she was seen participating in activities that violate the academic standards.