"Thank you for putting up with me. And for being there. I'll make it up to you tonight." You're welcome."She kissed me again. Not as intimate as the l...ast one but a lot more than a peck. She slid over and out the door."I love you." A quick wave and she was on her way.I adjusted my pants, shifted into gear and headed for school.I pulled into the parking lot 15 minutes later. I'd guessed right, by the time I got there I'd miss about half of History. I walked in and Mr. Hansen looked over his. He lived out in the country on a rock farm. They called it that because the only crops they seemed to raise were rocks. They did have some pasture land and a few head of cattle. And a rock barn built by his grandfather from the rocks collected on the upper ten acres at the top of the farm.Rick and his brother and sister, and their mother all lived with Rick's grandfather and grandmother. His mother had divorced his father a couple of years ago because his dad was a drunk. He would say he was. Over the next month I would have to prepare the planters, get some seeds starting ready for transplanting once winter was over. We would have to work out what we would plant, tomatoes, of course, maybe some climbing green peas, carrots and some green beans. The sort of vegetables we would use almost every day. I also checked over the herb garden, I wouldn’t have to do as much there; I weeded around the plants, loosening up the soil. I would put some mulch to cover the dirt later, to keep as. She tells her to turn her head. Kitty looks at her skeptically, but turns her head to the side. Cris moves her hands to Kitty’s ear and slips in a large diamond stud earring. She gently turns Kitty’s head to the other side and puts in the other earring. “These match the dress Kitty. Just wear them for tonight; I want you to feel at home with all these rich bitches. Each one is one and a half carats, internally flawless. I got them for my 16th birthday.” Kitty looks at the earrings and the dress.