As the guests entered the treehouse, they heard music: “Strawberry Fields Forever,” by the Beatles, and then “Daily Nightly,” by the Monkees. ...The Jefferson Airplane, Steppenwolf, Jimi Hendrix and songs from the musical Hair were on the playlist the hosts had put together with help from their legal guardian, Ted Michaels, who had been born in the Sixties and had a “thing” for hippies. In fact, there were fifty songs; only those kids who arrived early and stayed late were likely to hear them all.. ’ We caught a cab and at seven we were dropped outside Ruiz’ apartment block. We walked along the passage to his door to be met by Ruiz, who was obviously waiting for us. ‘Hi come in.’ He stood back and let us to enter. Phoebe came out of the kitchen wiping her hands on a cloth. She had an apron over her dress but there was no mistaking the slight bulge at the waist. ‘Hi Jason, how are you?’ I got an affectionate kiss on the cheek. ‘Fine and I must say that you look great. Not planning to go. “The movie,” Craig said when he picked her up for their next date, “is 101 Dalmatians. And the theater is sure to be jammed with little kids.” That didn’t sound appetizing. “Do you want to just go for a hamburger?”They went to a drive-in. They sat in the car with their windows open and talked over their food. Except for the girl who brought their food, nobody could hear them. It was more privacy than they’d ever had to talk before, even though the talk was just like their after-school talk. He. Morgan and I reached an agreement that there would be no flirting or touching or teasing or anything else at school that would tip Alyssa off. Our little side action had to remain absolutely secret. We actually did very well at that. Morgan’s friends however, not as much. They would make stupid remarks or little kissy faces, which always set Alyssa off. Luckily, I was able to convince her that Morgan’s friends were flirting with my friends, which was in fact true. My friends were more than.