I taught creative writing, poetry, classic literature, Shakespeare, and so much more. I couldn't remember when I had worked harder or loved it more. K...eping so busy helped me ignore the pain deep inside my heart. It was only during those occasional down times that I had when I would dwell on the loss of Oliver. I even got permission to have my students perform two plays, 'A Christmas Carol' in the winter and 'The Diary of Anne Frank' for the end of the year.However, there were challenges for me. It was obvious that we had guns pointed at the three men ahead of us, so we weren't sneaking through town. When we reached the other side of town, I told the three men to "git" and they got! It was almost funny the way they whipped their horses into a dead run from a dead stop.Joe looked at me and wiped the sweat from his brow, "Dammit, Bill, I ain't never been so scared in all my life! I kept feeling bullets hitting my backbone with every step my horse took. But, let me say, now that its over,. “Get out of here.”“Good luck tonight, Mom.”It was the fateful Tuesday, and I was nervous all morning. I met Peter by the vending machines during the afternoon break and agreed to go out and have a drink with him. He asked me to meet him at Kelly’s pub right after work. I went back to my desk and checked the clock every ten minutes. Finally, five o’clock rolled around and I drove to Kelly’s pub to meet Peter.I got home at a little after 7:00 that night. I went straight to my bathroom, took a. And there's nothing I can do about it."He opened his closet and drawers, and to his relief, found his regular jeans and t-shirts. But his underwear drawer was all girls. He tied his hair back in a ponytail.Sara was standing at her locker when she saw Billy coming towards her. He looked different somehow. And boy, was he coming towards her."Alright, you dumb girl, what'd you do to me?" I don't know what you're talking about Billy.Billy looked around to make sure no one was looking. He pulled his.