He finished, folded it, putting it in his top coat pocket.“This is very good Jeff. And a bit tricky on your part. I think it will work out perfect.�...�� He replied.The party continued, people were still arriving slowly. I would say there were slightly over two hundred people in the hall by now. I moved around trying to find Beth again, hoping to sneak a dance. As I moved towards the band, Jennifer’s mother, Miss Margie grabbed me by the arm.“Jeff, can I talk to you for a second?” she asked.“Yes,. I bought a set of four. We could also do a couple more pieces early tomorrow." How can I refuse?"Meanwhile, back in town, Aunt Jane, with me always out on my modeling contract, was feeling bored. When Mom and Dad died in that car accident, she had felt duty-bound to take me in because 'the poor kid had no one else'. Granted, I had just finished my last year of high school but that was still too young to be on one's own. While she hadn't said so, she had been worried, however, that I would put a. Apparently, that was one of the best games lately. The school where she taught was large, housing students ranging from pre-kindergarten all the way to high school seniors. So she saw many former students. It gave her a nice feeling, staying connected to them. Well, most of them. She laughed quietly, as she thought of some that she just wished would disappear, for not all personalities get along. However, she never let on to any of her students that she liked some more than others. Her mind. Jimmy thought his friend was joking at first, after all this was it, the largest, longest and last race of the season, the one for all the marbles as it were. However Jimmy quickly realized that Wilson wasn’t joking. Wilson explained, ‘You’ve done what you came here to do. There is more to life than racing. You have a devoted girl who loves you. Enough money to live on for however long it takes you to decide what it is you want to do with the rest of your life. Take a good look at the guys.