Her eyebrow raised. "Oh, they told me you were literate." Vocabulary. Opposable thumbs, the whole schmeer, " I tossed back."You ought to come to our o...en house next month. They used to call it the Christmas pageant, but the administration's getting kind of politically correct. With a little pre-warning, I'm sure you'd be a minor topic of interest." We don't want to be a topic of interest," I countered. "I guess it goes with the territory, though." I can just imagine," she said. "Still, she's. “I bought it for you. Do you like it?’“For me?”, I ask.“Yes, because I love when you play it. And I hope you will teach me too.” He knows that I play piano. How?“How do you know I play it? How do you know so much about me?”“I will answer you later. First you finish your lunch. It’s almost 1 pm, a little too late for breakfast. So I made you chicken noodles. I know you love it.”Yes. This man knows my favorite food and many other things. The noodles look delicious and I am hungry too. But, I. After a moment of silence between us, she quietly asked me, “What’s the furthest you’ve ever gone with a girl?” I thought about Stephanie, and then about what me and Amy had done under the towel a few hours ago, just a few feet away from Elizabeth. But if neither of them had said anything to the other girls, than that meant I wasn’t supposed to either. “Hands,” I answered simply, making a gesture with my fingers to clarify. “You’ve never had a girl do, like, what Corrine was talking about with. " I ... think I understand. Jenni, I think Tom and I will always be friends; whether we have a ... future as a couple ... we have to stay friends." Good."They walked home, mostly along by the sea. From the hotel on the sea-front, the prom extends both ways. They were heading east; at Maybush Lane they had to leave the front for a while, walking along Golf Road to Cliff Road, then getting back on the path on the sea-wall to the Ferry.The house was dark and silent.They shut the door behind them.