Gina told me Shelly was 16 which is legal in the UK . Gina told me she was staying with a guy called Billy who was also 27 and a junkie . Shelly also ...liked her crack and drink . She grew up in foster care and was a bit of a wild child and had been involved with social services from a young age could barely read or write due to her virtual non attendance at school , her schooling was very erratic , getting expelled from various behavioral units and running away from care growing up on the. The weatherman had said the storm would hit them that night and he was right, but still the man would not be kept from his family on Christmas Eve. He had no children, no wife, only his sister and her family. As he was looking in the passenger seat of his car at the card his sister’s family had sent him, a blaring horn and bright blinding headlights flared up in his face, wrenching him back to reality from his imagining to swerve just seconds from hitting the semi head-on. His car, out of the. .." He held out the book to her.She took the book and said, "Thank you, and it's okay. It's sort of flattering that you'd even want to look, I guess." The words tumbled from her lips before she thought better of them, and she realized that she'd leaned against the doorjamb, striking a flirty pose as well."They're great," the dark-haired man interjected."Dude," the blond scolded, and elbowed his friend.Some part of her — conscience, common sense, or something — screamed in her head. Oh no. Don't. But I would know, and that was my dilemma. When the sky began to brighten, I finally got up and went straight to Penny's cabin. My mind was made up to give it a shot. I awoke Penny and we went out to the beach. I showed her the butt marks in the sand and told her everything. When she flat out said it didn't matter, I quickly checked to see if that had been part of my father's programming. It wasn't. Long before I came along, Penny had accepted that it was just how her life was meant to be. She.