When I got to Grafton myself, I didn't even look in the direction they had been heading. Instead, I crossed the street and continued walking steadily ...owards my own house. I had to really concentrate on not turning early to change my route so I could walk home via Clara's street. I managed it, surprised by the desire I had felt to go by there.I had believed that I was almost over Clara. Sometimes one or two days went by without me even thinking much about her. Why was she back in my head so. . . yeah, I got her back to my house, and finally into bed . . . no, we didn’t, you horny pervert. Well, not last night anyway . . . you were where? . . . was Roger there today? . . . oh really? . . . did he say anything? . . . hmm, maybe we can pry some details out of Lucy . . . no, I didn’t. I didn’t want to brag about it . . . yeah, that sounds like fun . . . okay, about six? . . . listen, you fiend, that’s private . . . I love you too, Baby. See you around six? . . . looking forward to it.. Shortly after his 16th birthday, RJ approached his father one afternoon. Rob Sr. worked long hours and commuted home on the weekends from Washington DC. RJ understood his father was often exhausted from his work-schedule, so he bided his time in approaching his father.“Dad, may I have a word with you” RJ asked as he approached his father while lounging on the patio one Saturday afternoon.“Sure RJ, what’s on your mind, son?”“Dad, I’ve been thinking that now that I have my driver’s licenses and. I looked up at her and saw a tear in her eye.“That was perfect, James. Your temp was exact, your notes were precise. I don’t think I could have played that better myself. See what you can do? All you need is a little incentive.”I beamed with pride.My lesson went as usual and at the end just before I got up to leave, Miss Miller handed me another piece of sheet music.“You go home and practice this piece and if you pass the test next week there will be a prize for you.”“What kind of.