Just get away from the other girls so they don’t scare him off.” “Mrs. Thompson? May I ask something personal?” the girl asked, timidly. “O...f course, dear, anything, you know that. I’ve loved you like Mary’s sister ever since the first time you came to my house.” “Well, it’s the way Mr. Thompson… treats you.” Krista said hesitantly. “Not when everyone’s awake and up and dressed. They way you two are together when me and Mary are in her room and you and him are in his Den.” “You know about. “How about something cooler?” he said with the same weird tone. What’s going on today with him?“Meaning?” I asked.“Meaning something cooler, something we wouldn’t normally do” he said as he got down the bed and sat next to me “We have a whole weekend ahead for ourselves, we are going to graduate soon, I say we should do something different, something crazy”He stretched his legs next to mine, his leg hair was barely touching my own. It was an oddly erotic moment, I could feel the tension in the. The scarcity of jet contrails and the lack of industrial soot and ozone from the steel plants in Birmingham made the skies appear a deeper blue at times, but the weather followed the same patterns that had existed for millennia in northwest Florida. A panhandle gully washer in early spring or late fall could be such that it caused the rivers and streams to rise and overflow their banks. Whiting was normally immune to the flooding, as it sat on the top of the tallest hill in the area and the. "Hello Chuck," she said. "My name is Juliana. Thank you for the invitation. This is a lovely place."She watched the big man; he beamed like a schoolboy. So he'd heard 'wonderful things' about her he said? She wondered what things they might be, and who might have told him – Charrier, no doubt, or one of the others. It wasn't hard to imagine the nature of their recommendation. Maybe that should embarrass her, but it didn't. It would have, only days ago. What she now felt was just an amorphous.