“Shouldn’t you get to lunch?” I said.“Oh umm no, it’s ok” She answered.“Not hungry? Won’t your friends...miss you?”“No, I’m ok. And my best friend is right here” she said.“Oh Lexi,” I said. “I’m sure you have found some other friends by now, and if not you will. But you need to go to lunch before you get in trouble.”Reluctantly she got up and left the room. “Bye Mr. P.” she said.. ." Or aerobics" a voice called."Or, after Saul's gotten you all sweaty. Better study facilities, too. Give a hand to Ken Chance. He's the one who's done it for us." Applause followed."Now, since I've threatened you about competing, I have to tell you something else. As you know, Still Waters people have done very well in the competitions you've — we've — entered. The six of you who competed last year and this summer have been climbing in the finishes. I've done all right, too."There was a. Her knees had dimples that for some reason I thought looked cute. I don't think I'd ever used or even thought the word cute before.I lightly kissed her right knee as I had 11 years before when she fell in the back yard. I heard a rapid intake of breath and felt her whole body shiver. I lifted up my head and looked up at Les's face. She had her eyes closed and this intense look of concentration. Her right index finger was in her mouth from side to side. It looked like she was biting down on it.. Burnham's mostly a nice place, as I've said--but it wasn't perfect. It has its poor section, like the apartments where Tammy lived. It also wasn't by any means crime-free. Burnham had its share of thugs. Like the Anderson Gang.That was Jimmy Anderson, a well-known thug a few years older than me, and his little gang of followers. Anderson had been in and out of jail--always for penny-ante stuff, so he wasn't ever in there for too long. But he was a bully and a thug, especially with his buddies.