She settled down a bit as she got older and developed of love for books and the garden. She wouldn't just enjoy the flowers; she had to take part in g...rowing them and was often found on her hands and knees right next to the gardener. Her parents didn't mind that this wasn't proper for a princess, because she was their baby girl and they loved her.When Annabelle turned twelve, the queen became pregnant again and this time had a baby boy. Then less then a year later became pregnant again and had a. Following few days was difficult for both of us unlike mom who readily accepted what happened and moved on.I tried to talk to Neha but she never got along with me, and I kept waiting for the moment to talk to her because I really loved her and was feeling strangled with her keeping distance with me. Overnight she and I did use to steal glances but never really talked in front of mom, I wanted to discuss but secretly. One day we got along together it was evening and she didn’t have her tuitions. And most of the women looked horrible (God, I hoped I didn't look as bad!). Jayne, the Homecoming Queen, was especially far gone. Sure, she was a success (junior executive, two kids, a rich husband), but she was a good thirty or forty pounds overweight, her hair was short, spiky, and died a rather unattractive yellow. Her earrings were too big, her makeup too thick, and her clothes too tight. All those guys who used to jerk off over images of her back then... What a thought.I watched women come. I have been the pastor at a local church for the last 20 years, and one of the more respected men in the community, that is, until a couple months ago.*It all started about 6 months ago, when a new family, the Wingfields, moved in across the street. Like our family, they had a son and a daughter. I asked my kids, Jessica and Jason, to go across the street and make the kids feel welcome. Meanwhile, Judy and I prepared our welcome wagon, hoping to welcome them into our neighborhood and perhaps.