Friendly yes, but we moved in different social circles. My main squeeze from the tenth grade to graduation was Pauline French, but Paulie went back ea...st to go to college and I stayed home and went to State and I didn’t see her again until our tenth class reunion. She was married and was pregnant with her fourth child.Melissa also went to State, but again we moved in different social circles. Still friendly, friendly enough that we could sit together in the student cafeteria and chat if we. Truth be told, he wasn’t a fan of this guy. He didn’t even care that he was off the team. He understood why he was cut from the team. The coach liked ‘winners’. He told them that many times. It was clear that Tim was not a ‘winner’ in Coach Jim’s eyes.While Tim wasn’t prepared for this, it only got worse when Coach Jim answered the door. He had on a wife beater shirt that showed lots of muscles and a pair of shorts that left little to the imagination of what was under them.Tim was sure that the. "Well, that what he's doing is wrong! Alex I still can't believe you are ok with all of this." I'm not. But what am I supposed to do? David's a grown man. I can't tell him how to live his life."Eva fell back on the bed and stared up at the ceiling. "We are his parents. Don't children listen to their parents anymore?"Alex laughed. "Of course they do. It's just that this sounds like something neither of them can control." I think it's so wrong." Eva went on to say."It might be wrong for us, but. That smile stayed with her, even as she waved at me, diminishing with distance through the back window of the cab, into the night.“Good morning, sir,” the waitresses spoke coolly at my shoulder the next morning. “See anything you like?”I bit the inside of my cheek and suppressed a smile. “I believe so.” Closing the menu, I turned and looked at Yael evenly until I saw the faintest suggestion of a blush on her cheeks. “An omelette, please. And an orange juice.”“Of course, sir.” Taking the menu,.