There was no way Coach Sanders would have time to get two new girls ready for golf season. I needed to spend time teaching them this fall like I did l...st year. I felt confident that I ultimately would be in charge of the girls' team and Coach would only be a figurehead again.Erin gave me smart advice. "You just need to give a weekly update to Coach so he knows what's going on. He'll leave us alone."At least in theory it might work that way.After the tryouts were completed, I thanked the five. I invited them over to have a nicetime with these gentle people. But I also wanted my boys to getinspiration when it comes to girls' clothes and looks. The guestsbrought flowers, and I asked Finley to help me put them in a vase. And Iasked Jack to feel the nice smell. Aren't they gorgeous, Jack? Our guestLinda wore a skirt top combination. And Lotta was in a fluffy dress thatshe made a twirl in. I went down on my knees, turned Jack to see thegirl.- What do you think, Jack. Isn't that a. "I really want you to meet her." He stated, "This weekend we'll all go out." Sounds good." I said, "What's her name?" Lauren." He answered, "Believe me, you'll like her."Lauren. Man, that name brought back memories. I knew a Lauren way back in high school. You might say she was my first love. Those were heady times back then. We were young and restless and enjoying every moment. She was a free spirit and had a great soul. Her parents died in a car crash when she was just seventeen. She was. He often fantasized about her, but of course didn’t have the balls to ever speak of it aloud. In midst of his day dream a young girl walked in the class with a green slip. She handed it to the art teacher and she called out, “Mr. Vindly!” Jason jumped up startled and quickly raced up to her desk. She reaches out and hands him the green slip, “Ms. Krystal wants to see you after school.” She says with a smile. He took the slip and took his seat.Finally, schools out. As he's was walking to her.