"You probably don't remember me," she said as she followed me into the store. "I haven't seen you since 6th Grade. Mr. Barton's class, the year after ...our son had him? I was the 'mayor'."Ah, yes. Mr. Barton, a great teacher, had run a model government in his elementary school classroom. They had elected officials and laws and everything, and I could remember a skinny twelve-year-old girl who had been the mayor, and who always introduced herself to everyone who came into the classroom."I. During the next few nights I go out to the glen in hopes of seeing her and talking to her. I am hoping to find out her name and where she lives, but it is all quiet. I don’t even see any of the tiny animals around and there is no sign of the magnificent buck. I can only pray the hunters haven’t found him. Walking back to my home I look up at the moon, crescent shaped and dimmed by the mist of the river. The glow on the river is a golden hue and looking up I gaze at the Big Dipper. Finding the. . “Mmm sir, I don’t mind you getting nudie too sir, Mmm” she sighed as I pulled my shirt up over my head, I threw it in the machine and set it for a quick ECO wash, “How long will it take sir, my mum will wonder where I am?” she asked and I told her it will take about half an hour plus drying, “Oh ok sir” she replied as she finished off her juice.“Can I have some more please sir, it’s so yummy” she sighed handing me her glass and I was only too happy to refill it for her and after handing it to. I couldn't be pissed at him for my stupidity. He left me with a bill for $376.00 it was interesting to know what a full tank of propane cost me. In the dead of winter the tank required filling once a month but it was usually less than $300. I had learned a valuable lesson from the experience.I loaded the micro- minivan with several of the items from each crate. I wanted Jeremy to know what he was up against. I drove off in the van with no thought whatsoever of riding the bike that day."So here.