A Chance for Charity (The Immortal Ones)

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searched his face, his
eyes, for a sign that he questioned my statement. I understood that
it probably sounded a bit strange coming from the mouth of a
supposed seventeen year old. But Link held his gaze steady and
nodded his head in agreement.
     
    We skied together all day Sunday as well. We
were more at ease with each other now. Laughing, teasing, talking,
but again staying away from any conversation too serious. We just
wanted to enjoy ourselves. I was more confident on my skis now. It
helped to know that Link was always close by, to lend a hand if I
fell. My sunny happy day was overshadowed by a nagging cloud of
doubt. How much longer could I keep pretending to be someone I was
not, to this man that I was inexplicably drawn to?

chapter six
    PRESENTATION
     
    “ You never called me this
weekend,” Summer winked at me. It was our last class, on Monday
afternoon, and I had been avoiding her all day.
    “ Yeah dish,” Delilah chimed
in, “What’s with the older hottie? Summer told me he’s twenty-two,
works at the hardware store, and moved here to ski.”
    “ That’s about all of it.
What do you need me for?” I said.
    “ Oh no you don’t... Where
did you meet him? Why are your aunt and uncle letting you hang out
with him? My mom would freak,” Summer pressed for more
answers.
    “ I met him on a hike,” that
sounded good without admitting to the embarrassing falling part,
“We are just friends so Aunt Rachel and Uncle Jason are cool with
it. Anyway I’m almost eighteen so that’s not such a huge difference
in our ages,” I defended myself.
    “ Friends, I’m sure,”
smirked Delilah.
    “ I like him, he likes me,
there’s no kissing involved so – sounds like a friendship to me.
Discussion’s over, Mrs. Beech is looking this way,” I said,
thankful for the excuse to end our little “chat” and avoid any
further questions.
    “ I have, in this box, slips
of paper labeled with different important events in the history of
the United States. For example, The Great Depression,” Mrs. Beech
read from the slip she had just pulled out of the box. “What can
you tell me about that event?” she asked, in a monotone
voice.
    Sara Evans raised her hand
with that smug, I know everything, smile ever present on her face. Mrs. Beech
immediately called on her. “The Great Depression started with The
Stock Market Crash of Nineteen Twenty-Nine, years of economic
strife followed,” Sara answered, clearly pleased with
herself.
    “ Correct. So Sara, I’m
going to give this slip to you. You’re assignment will be to write
a three to four page summary of that major event in U.S. History.
You will present your paper to the class next week.
    “ As will all of you,” she
addressed the class. “These presentations will help you study for
the final exam that you will be taking before Christmas Break. Each
of you will present a different event, in the history of the United
States, which was covered in class this past semester. Everyone up
here to draw,” she said.
    We all got up from our seats and went to the
front of the class, where she stood. One by one, each student drew
a slip of paper from the shoe box she was holding. Then we all
returned to our desks.
    “ Three to four page summary
of the major event, class presentations at random starting next
Monday, take notes on your classmates’ presentations,” she ticked
off a mental list as she gave her instructions. “Oh, and extra
credit will be given for authentic props, visual aids, costumes
from the era, et cetera, et cetera. Yes, you can wear a poodle
skirt or a leather jacket and jeans if you get something in the
Fifties. Please ask for help if you are unsure. This is the last
grade before the final,” she finished as the bell rang, excusing us
from History.
    “ It’s President Roosevelt’s
New Deal for me,” said Rusty.
    “ I got Prohibition, yeah
flapper costume,” Delilah said.
    “ I got our entrance into
World War I,” Burke said.
    “ California

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