I rushed into her arms and I noticed Sylvia’s joy at my reaction, but in my joy I failed to also notice the reaction of all the women around us. Eve...ryone, as it turned out, had smiles of delight as Sylvia and I rejoiced in our reunion. So much had happened since she left and I was bubbling in need to tell her all about it in every detail I could recall.But, first … it hit me what she had just said, “It goes under the horse.” Under the horse … belly-riding? My arms still around Sylvia, I turned. Ella picked it up, but read the flier it was written on before turning it over to look at the recipe.“From my aunt Carolyn’s church. They’re trying to raise money for this church camp they run. I went there a bunch of summers,” he explained.Recognizing the name God’s Green Earth Campground, she asked, “Is it by the state forest?”“That’s the one. Something about the property taxes.”Her brow knitted when she turned to him. “I didn’t think churches had to pay taxes.”“The church doesn’t own the. The 4 of them left the classroom, and headed back to Sophie's Ferrari."What do you think they want?" Matt asked his girlfriend as they cuddled in the back of the car."I dunno," Sophie replied. "But judging by Neil's tone, I doubt it's good." We'll be fine though. No-one can hurt us. Not now we're free from the rules." I know, but I still don't like talking to them." We'll get through it, whatever it is."They arrived at Sophie's house, and walked in. The other members of the society were. "Yes, Sir," I responded almost automatically. I crossed the room to his desk fastening my bag as I moved."Kevin, the Principal has given permission, at last, for each year to have a page on the website," began Mr. Jones. "As you're one of the best in the class I'd like you to set it up."I frowned, that was a lot of work and to be honest I wasn't particularly interested but I wasn't going to say so out loud."It'll count as an extra credit on the course and hopefully you'll be working with.