”I took several dep breaths and turned and walked away. I left the prom, got in the waiting limo and went home.At eight the next morning the doorbel... rang. My mom answered it and found a very angry Mr. French. He asked if I was home and when mom said yes he told her he needed to talk to me. Mom came and got me out of bed and I went downstairs in my pajamas to see what he wanted.“Where is my daughter?”“I have no idea. You will probably have to find Dan Marsh and ask him.”“Why? You were her date.. ”He stopped and sighed. He looked over my shoulder into the distance. I don’t think he was looking at anything – just away.“You know why I have them. You know more than I would prefer about why I have them. You’re too young to be knowing about such things.”He stopped and looked down. Dad was holding my wrists and now he lifted them so that the lily I held came up to his face. He sniffed and then sniffed again.“Does this have any scent at all? Are you sure it isn’t plastic?”I gave him a little. Well, that sure sucked.Ruthie left the counselor's office with a hand full of articles about the deformity in her brain that had totally messed up her existence and made her into the miserable person she was. She could tell that her counselor was extremely worried, but at that moment Ruthie didn't care. She left without saying goodbye or making any arrangements for their next session.It all made sense ... starting with Shannon and going back ... through all those rejections in high school .... One day it was a sunny day and I planed to go upstairs to take sun bath. Before going upstairs I applied Mustard oil on my body. I was wearing my shorts only without underwear. When she saw that I am struggling to apply oil on my back she came in my room and offered her service. I had no problem because I didn’t have any wrong intention for her. She asked me to lie down on my stomach on the bed. She applied oil on my back. Her hands were so warm and soft that the touch of her hands gave me.