Dad's mouth fell open when he caught sight of me just over halfway down. Tim's jaw also dropped. In fact, Tim actualy staggered back just a bit. Mother just beamed.I think Daddy was about to say something about my state of dress (undress?). One glance from my mother was enough for him to remain silent.Tim was stammering again when he tried to complement me. He didn't look all that bad himself. He stood six foot six and was dressed in a sky blue tux and frilly white shirt. A dark blue cummerbund circled his waist. With his light complexion and blonde hair, broad shoulders, the whole package looked like a Greek or Roman adonis. It was my turn to drop my jaw. I didn't quite get the job done.Tim offered me his arm. I took it. Then, out popped Mother's camera. We posed at the foot of the stairs while we indulged my parents. Tim whispered we had to go to his house for a repeat performance before the camera there. That's why he set the time to pick me up so as to leave sufficient time to get. After taking a few minutes to tune up the bikes in my uncle’s garage, Heather and I took off toward town. We were well-bundled in our coats, hats, and gloves to ward off the descending chill. With the addition of my backpack that held my camera bag and tripod, I felt like I was going on an arctic bike trek. In reality, I had offered to take Heather out for dessert, since I was feeling flush from the cash I’d made at Clara’s. It seemed wise to take this luxury before I blew the money on something else, like too much film.“I need to swing by home,” Heather announced, taking an unexpected turn.“What for?”“Just to grab something,” she called over her shoulder.“Your camera?”“Maybe!”Maybe? Yeah right! Of course not.I swerved and followed her down the new route, knowing it was pointless to press. When we arrived at her house, she propped her bike against the porch rail and bounded inside.“Should I come in?” I called.“No, I’ll be out in a minute!”I kept warm by riding up and down the road..
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