Teachers make a difference but it’s a slow, gradual difference. Nearing graduation, I applied all around and got an offer from Samuel Adams Middle S...chool in Harrisville. LIke any new job, I guess, you start out not knowing anyone, well, the people you interviewed with, sure, but often you don’t really work with them day to day. So, I had started really not knowing anyone, just meeting other teachers in the faculty room or at lunch or in faculty meetings. I was getting to know a few people in. Annette said her's was in the shop and she guessed they would need to. Bill asked when Annette could leave work in the mornings. Annette told them she was off at ten thirty. Bill told Annette he was taking Camy home after breakfast and she would return at ten thirty for her. Over two hours later Bill took Camy back to their house and gave her keys to the house and a Ford Explorer. He gave her a thousand in bills and five credit cards. Bill suggested they use taxi cabs while in down town. I'd like to do that. You weren't barfing before; I'm concerned."I pulled the phone off my belt, turned it on, and then called the number I'd been given."Dr. Cooper, this is David Strom, I was told to call you now." That's right. How is Detective Grace?" She woke up a few minutes ago, sir. She hadn't been throwing up before and now she is. She says she has a bad headache." Let me talk to her."David handed the detective the phone. She was pale and shaking again, clearly weak. She answered some. She pointed out a chair in the corner and said, "Why don't you sit down, Donnie?"I sat down. She turned and faced away from me, then sat on my lap. She spread her legs, putting my outstretched legs between hers."It's the zipper. I can't seem to get it down." She bent forward and put both her hands on the inside of my thighs as if for support. I felt her pelvic bone rubbing against me."Oh!" she gasped."Something wrong, Alice?" No. Would you see if you can get it?" Sure, sure," I managed to.