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"Boys are justboys!" I cried and got up I

tried running down the sandhill, but sand has a way of

giving and I know I looked clumsy and foolish, nearly

losing my balance as I hurried back to the house All that day I foundinto tears

for no apparent reason or warning I tried to hide my

face and spent most of my time alone in my room

under the guise of studying for finals The truth was

es of my notes, my

any of the lessons Robert called,

but I kept our conversation short and I heard the

unhappiness in his voice when I ended the call I returned to ain

returned to the night before

Why? I de conscience,

why should I feel any guilt? I love Robert and I

believe he loves me What we did all people who are