"I ... I needed to talk to you. You and Abigail."Jack tried to assess her tone, her expression. He shrugged. "Abbie's not here. As you can see," he sa...d sardonically, gesturing to the wall and window, "we had a visitor or two yesterday. We felt a little on edge last night, so decided to stay in a motel." Jack, I'm so sorry..." Save it, Sharon. Unless you did this, or know who did, then I'm not really interested in your sentiments." Maybe so, but regardless of everything, I still love and worry. ” He went over to help his student back up and looked around at the others. “Good Janelle, I see you’re already more flexible from last week.”“How’s this Mr. March?” Allison asked.March mentally rolled his eyes, knowing full well she was fine. Ever since the beginning of the semester, she used whatever excuse she could to get him to pay attention to her. “Lookin’ good.” He said, giving a thumbs up.“You think you could help me? I feel like I’m going to fall over.” her voice had that coy. ”Somehow, Rebecca never returned to spending the nights in her cabin even after the busiest time of the year came to a close. If she didn’t have work to do in the garden or mill, she was right with Marty as he worked on his “inventions”. His first hay baler worked, but poorly. It did make it easier to bring the hay in however so they began improving it almost immediately.As they worked, they both lamented the fact it was so difficult to get metals and other materials to what they now called. Monday evening I picked up the Dress Blues at Susie's Sewing Shop. I tried the on before I left with them. They fit perfectly. It was easy to stand straight and tall in the mirror and reminisce and be proud. The rows of polished medals made me feel a little taller in my shoes. I just hoped that I remembered all the dance steps to those fancy waltzes they liked to do at those things.I changed and headed over to the gym. The girls said they had been very busy today and would appreciate my help. I.