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CHAPTER 1 : THE NEW NEIGHBOUR



"Mom, do you know anything about who's moving in
next door?" Denise called out, as she gazed out
her bedroom window. "There's a moving van backed
up to the front door over there!"
"Oh, are they here now? Mary was telling me last
week at the beauty shop that Janet Forbes' cousin
from California and his family are buying that
place. Rivers, I think was the name. I didn't
realize they'd be moving in so soon, though,"
Doris replied thoughtfully, drying her hands on a
kitchen towel. "Do you see anyone over there?"
she called out from the kitchen.
"Come on in here, Mom. There's a real good view
from my window," Denise responded,
mischieviously.
Hidden by the pink ruffled curtains, together, they
peeked eagerly at the house next door, but, to
their disappointment, only two men in white
coveralls were visible. Denise and her mom watched
as the men unloaded a refrigerator from the van,
and with expertise, maneuvered it into the house.
"You know, that house has been vacant a long time
now. It'll be nice to have new neighbors," Doris
commented.
"I heard Dad say once that the owners of that
house were 'asking a fortune' for it. But, it really
is a nice house, huh." Denise mentally compared
the large brick house, sprawled in ranch fashion to
the newly remodeled white frame house she had
grown up in.
"You're right," Doris replied. "But, I've got to
get back to work. You know how busy Saturdays
always are around here! In fact, you've got quite
a bit to do yourself, by the looks of this room!"
Doris hinted strongly, glancing around the room as
she exited.
Easing down to sit on the side of her bed where
she could continue her vigil, Denise wondered about
her new neighbors. Perhaps it would be an older
couple. That would be nice, she thought, if they
weren't too nosey. Nosey neighbors were the pits!
"Oh, no," she thought. "What if they've got a
bunch of little kids! No way could she handle that!
Just having Todd, her little brother, underfoot all
the time was bad enough. Denise groaned under
her breath.
She began to notice that the wind appeared hardly
blowing at all today, the sun was shining bright.
How unusual for this 'almost West Texas' country,
Denise mused. It seemed so unusually warm for a
late February day. Perhaps spring would come
early this year!
Then, something caught her eye. Her curiosity
peaked, as she saw a new black sports car pull into
the driveway next door, and she watched, amazed,
as out sprang a young, delightfully masculine form!
She took in the well-built torso, long muscular
legs, and his olive colored skin, which was
emphasized by the white tank top and walking
shorts he was wearing. She could see his fine
features distantly and noted his dark curly hair.
Surely this wasn't her new neighbor, she thought,
as she drew a deep breath excitedly. Denise's
imagination began to run wild. It sure would be
cool to live next door to that!
Another car then pulled into the drive, and out
climbed a man and a young-looking woman, who
turned and assisted a small child out of the car.
What a darling little girl, Denise thought, as the
woman took the small girl's hand and the three
began walking toward the moving van.
As the strangers disappeared into the house next
door, Denise heard her mother calling for help in
the kitchen. Time to get lunch ready, Denise
guessed. With the interruption of her train of
thought, she arose reluctantly to the call of duty.
"They're here, Mom. Why do you think anyone
would move all the way from California to a small
town like this? I can't imagine that!"
"Well, Mary said they were hoping the small town
atmosphere would help settle down their teen-age
son. She said something about him getting in with
a pretty rough crowd out there. And, too, they
have a lot of relatives in the area, I think."
"About the son, Mom, do you know if he's still in
school? I got a pretty good look at him and he's a
real hunk! I'm impressed! Denise smiled,
mischieviously.
"Now, you better watch out, girl! He's a bit older
than you, and I'd guess by the sound of it, he's
been around quite a bit! I don't want you getting
involved with someone like that! But, yes, I
believe she did say he's in his last year of high
school. Sounds to me like they waited a bit late to
try to change his direction! And I don't want to
have to worry about trying to change your
direction, Young Lady! You just be nice to him and
stay out of his way," warned Doris.
But there was something in Denise's eyes that
said the warning had come too late.
The following Monday, Denise looked for her new
neighbor in all her classes at school. She had only
seen him darting in and out of the house and car
over the weekend.
Sure enough, to her glad surprise, she was seated
in her fifth period Algebra class just before the
bell, when looking up,she caught his eye as he
entered the room. He sat near the back of the
room, across from where Denise sat, and
frequently, she glanced back in his direction. She
had no difficulty getting his attention. She caught
him watching her several times. When their eyes
met, she could feel an electric current passing
between them. She could hardly keep her mind on
the lesson!
As the bell rang, Denise picked up her things and
started for the door, her heart beating rapidly in
excitement. Determined to get to know her new
neighbor as soon as possible, (well, Mom said to
be nice to him, she reasoned), she managed to
bump right into him at the doorway.
Boldly, she smiled, saying, "Excuse me. I didn't
mean to run over you! But, I think you're my new
neighbor! I live in the white house trimmed in blue
just south of you. I'm Denise Whitaker."
"Well, hello, Denise. I'm Jonathan Rivers. Just
call me Jon, everybody else does," he said, staring
boldly at Denise. "I thought I'd seen you
somewhere. Right next door, huh. Well, that'll be
real handy!" He smiled with interest, as they
stepped aside to let other students into the room
for the next class. "Hey, since we're neighbors,
can I take you home after school? Maybe we can
make a few drags, get to know each other and you
can introduce me to everybody. How 'bout it?"
Denise hesitated. She knew immediately Mom was
not going to like this! But, it was the perfect
chance! She could be his first friend! Besides,
she'd love to ride in that dream-car!
"Thanks, I'd love that! Why don't we meet at the
side door after the last bell, OK?"
"Sure thing, Babe!" Jon agree, as he hurried off
toward the lockers.
Reluctantly, Denise turned and hurried to her next
class, English II. Throughout the class, notes kept
appearing on her desk from other girls, wanting to
know about the new guy in school. She was in
Heaven! But, what was she gonna do about Mom?
Denise had never deliberately deceived her folks
before, but Mom would never understand just how
important this was! She decided to call home and
ask to go to Angela's house after school to study.
They did that pretty often, anyway, and it seemed
to be a simple solution. She would walk home
afterward, she told her mom. It was all set!
At the last bell of the day, Denise darted down
the hall to the locker, grabbed the books she
needed and headed for the restroom to check her
makeup and hair. She simply had to look her best
for Jon!
She stood in front of the mirror, excited! Her
conscience kept trying to challenge her, but, she
wouldn't listen, couldn't listen, not now. It was
too late to change her mind. What was done was
done! It would be such fun and her parents would
never have to know!
She put her books on the floor and hurriedly
brushed through her long, strawberry blonde curls,
applied another layer of mascara to her already
long, thick lashes, which brought out the sky blue
color in her oval eyes. She added a small amount
of blush, spreading it evenly, high on her cheeks,
and freshened her lipstick. That's better, Denise
decided, putting away her makeup, and
straightening her pink sweater over her jeans. She
sprayed on her favorite sweet-smelling cologne and
went, reassured, to meet Jon.
Rounding the last corner to the side door, she saw
him, surrounded by several classmates (mostly
girls, of course!), all volleying for Jon's attention.
Smiling confidently, she walked right up,
interrupting the open flirtation as she said,
sweetly, "Ready, Jon?" She noticed his beautiful,
chocolate brown eyes as he held the door open for
her. She had been so nervous earlier when she
introduced herself, she hadn't even noticed. Oh,
man, he was so handsome!
Jon led her out to his car in the student parking
lot.
Denise laughed, "So you already have a fan club,
huh?"
"Not hardly," Jon replied confidently. "Just the
'welcoming committee' checking out the new kid in
town! I've seen it a dozen times, haven't you?"
"Well, they looked impressed!" Denise responded
proudly.
Jon opened the passenger car door, seemingly
unaware of all the other students in the parking
area, until Nancy, Denise's best friend, called
out, "Denise, are you going to the 'hangout'?"
Mark and I are! Why don't you meet us there, so
we can get to know your friend." She smiled, as
she and Denise exchanged glances.
"How about it, Jon" Do you want to go there?
That's where almost everybody goes after school."
"Sure, Doll, show me the way!" Jon replied, as he
started the motor.
Mark and Namcy led out, Jon following closely
behind, as Denise, so excited just to be riding in
this awesome car and to be sitting here beside
Jon, reveled in her good fortune.
"Hey, do you look this good all the time? And
you're not tied up? I mean, going steady or
anything?"
"Thanks. No, at the moment I'm free as a bird."
Denise waved her arms in comical demonstration.
"I love your cologne. It just fits you, you know?
You can judge a girl by the type of cologne she
wears. Did you know that?"
"You've got to be kidding!" Denise said, laughing,
as the car began slowing for the turn.
They pulled up at the local Snack-Shack, which was
beginning to be packed out with high school kids.
They went inside and sat with Nancy and Mark in
a booth. Someone had just picked some songs on
the jukebox and it was playing loudly.
They all ordered soft drinks and Jon was
introduced to Mark and Nancy. Immediately, the
guys began discussing cars.
"How did you get a car like that?" Mark asked,
somewhat awe struck. "Man, what I'd give...,
well, if I had it, of course," he added, almost
apologetically.
"Well, I think it was a bribe, actually," Jon
laughed. "Dad seemed to think it would help me
feel better about moving here. And I guess it
worked, not that I actually had much choice about
the move. But, it's OK."
Denise noted a sadness creeping into his voice,
even though he was laughing it off.
It was easy to see that Mark was envious of
Jon's new sports model. Denise thought of Mark's
'93 Ford Ranger and remembered how proud he was
the day he got it. And though he worked after
school and weekends to pay for it, he always
managed to keep it clean and polished to a brilliant
shine. Her heart went out to Mark, but then, she,
too, was fascinated with Jon's sports car.
Jon was introduced to all the kids in the crowd, as
they came near the booth. He had no trouble
making friends, Denise noted. He was sure to be
popular at this school!
"So what do you guys do for fun around here?"
Jon asked. "I cane from California and there are a
lot of neat places to go and things to do out there.
Do you go out of town for fun or what?"
"Oh, there's always a lot to do around here," Mark
spoke up in defense of his home town. "There's
always somebody giving a party or a school
sponsored project. Since it's getting close to
summer, there'll be lots of banquets and the
Spring Fling is coming up pretty soon, that's
always a lot of fun. It's to raise money for the
School Band. You're going, aren't you, Denise?
Nancy and I are going." Mark smiled down at
Nancy, slipping his arm around her possessively.
Denise looked at Jon. Maybe he'd ask her to go
with him. She'd already been asked, but hadn't
made a commitment, yet. And wouldn't if she had
a chance to go with Jon.
"Sure, I'm going! It'll be fun! You'll want to go
too, Jon, won't you?"
"Might as well, if you'll go with me, Denise." Jon
smiled, looking into her eyes. "I'll bet we could
have a good time, even if it was a drag!"
Denise's eyes lit up, as a new color of pink crept
slowly into her cheeks. Her heart began to pound,
but she answered casually, "Yeah, sure, I'll go
with you."
Denise was conscious of the time passing and knew
her mom would be getting anxious if she didn't get
home pretty soon.She might even call Angela's
house!
"Jon, I hate to break this up, but, I guess I
need to get home. I've got a lot of homework to
do and my mom will be expecting me soon.
"Sure, Denise. Me, too. See you guys tomorrow,"
Jon said, rising to his feet.
"I'll call you later, Denise," Nancy called out. "I
need some help with that English assignment,
OK?"
"OK," Denise said, smiling, as Jon slid his arm
around her shoulder possessively. It was hard to
believe she had just met him!
On the ride home, she reluctantly asked Jon to let
her out about a block from home. He gave her a
questioning look.
"Well, you see," Denise hesitated, her eyes
begging him to understand,"my mom is real funny
about things like this. I don't think she would
understand about me being out with you - when
I've just me you, you know - so I told her I'd be
studying with Angela and would walk home."
Jon smiled. "Sure thing. I know how folks can be!"
He pulled over to a vacant lot near the street they
lived on, put his car in park, leaned over and
kissed Denise sweetly, catching her off guard.
But, she didn't try to resist.
"Thanks, Denise, for a great time. I really had
fun with you. Do you want to do something
Saturday night? Or can you work it with your
mom?"
Denise, still out of breath from the excitement of
the unexpected kiss, answered, "I had fun, too,
Jon! I'll see what I can do about Saturday night.
I'll let you know,OK?"
She got out of the car with one last look at his
beautiful, dreamy eyes.
"I'll see you tomorrow, then," Jon said, as he
drove away.
Man, Denise thought, he doesn't waste time! She
couldn't believe all that had happened in just one
afternoon.
It was only a short walk home, but it was but it
was enough time for Denise to do a lot of heavy
thinking. She had lied to her mother, gone to the
'hangout', (which her mother frowned upon) and
she had let a stranger, (well, he was a stranger
this morning), kiss her. But, it was only a brief
kiss, just a 'Thank you' kiss, Denise reasoned to
herself. There wasn't anything wrong with that,
was there?
Well, even if he was a smooth operator, and he
seemed pretty experienced with girls, she could
handle it! She'd had a lot of boyfriends. Of
course, she had never actually dated, just escorted
to parties, banquets and such. And the parents,
one or both, were always around. Also, she was
only a sophomore, and until now, she never had a
boyfriend older than her. Her mom would have a
fit! Even if she hadn't already warned her about
him!
What was she going to do now? What about
Saturday night? She really wanted to be with him.
He made her feel so special, so secure. Was she
falling in love? She had never felt this way
before, especially about someone she had just met!
With a divided heart, guilty about the deception
and happy with the thought of being with Jon, she
walked into the house and laid her books on the
coffee table.
"Mom, I'm home," Denise called out.

Chapter 2 : SWEET DECEPTION.
Saturday came, and Denise managed to spend the night with Nancy, who was already allowed to date. So Nancy's mother thought nothing of it when Mark and Jon came to pick up the girls. Denise had been sort 'on edge' all week, but she didn't think her family had noticed. At least, no one acted suspicious. Everything had worked out fine, Denise thought. Nancy and Denise promised to be at Church, and early enough for Sunday School, in exchange for 'sleep-over' privileges. Doris and Tom, Denise's dad, had always insisted on regular attendance. It was usually a drag to Denise, but it was just one of those things. Nancy's mom didn't go to Church and never insisted that Nancy go. And she was a good person! Better than some that went all the time, Denise reasoned. But, nevertheless, that was just part of it for her! At she would get to be with Jon! And he was just so sweet! And so exciting! And so handsome! The foursome drove in Jon's car to a larger town nearby. They planned to catch a movie and eat out. It was going to be such fun! Jon asked mark to drive, to Denise's surprise and Mark had accepted without hesitation. But, in the back seat, Jon insisted that Denise sit close to him. She wasn't sure just what she should do. What would Nancy and Mark think, it being her first date with Jon? But, Jon wouldn't take 'no' for an answer and she really wanted to be close to him anyway! He slid his arm around her shoulder and she felt so warm and dreamy. And he smelled so good! He was funny, too, Denise discovered, as he kept cracking jokes and being silly. The movie was good, but a little embarrassing. Some of the love scenes were a little too much! Denise and Nancy excused themselves to the restroom, once, when it looked like a really crude scene might be coming. Jon and Mark laughed at them, as if they knew why they chose to leave at just that moment. After the movie, Jon insisted they go to a nice restaurant as he was buying! So he was a big spender, too! He didn't have a job, Denise realized, but she supposed he must have a good allowance. His folks looked like they could afford it! It had been a really fun night and Denise was 'dreamy-eyed' on the way home. She wasn't used to staying up so late at night. And sitting so close to Jon in the darkness of the car, his arm around her, Denise gave in to the warmth of the moment, as she leaned toward him and laid her head on his chest, relaxing completely as she listened to the regular, soft beat of his heart. It seemed as if she had always known him, she discovered, and loved him. As if they were meant to be together, forever! Eventually, the car pulled up in front of Nancy's house. The porch light was on. Mark got out of the car, went around to the passenger side and assisted Nancy out. With a glance at the couple in the back seat, he began to walk with Nancy to the door of her house. Jon leaned down, kissing Denise softly, then again, as he held her closer and whispered in her ear,"Babe, it's been fun. I love being with you. You're so sweet. I don't want to leave you." "I know. I've had a good time, too." Denise said, sleepily. She didn't want to leave the warm circle of his arms, either. But, it was time. She looked around and saw that Nancy and Mark were already parting at the front door. Jon kissed her again, then reluctantly began to climb out of the car and assisting Denise. "When can I see you again?" Jon asked anxiously. "How about if I call you in the morning? Well," he laughed softly, "I guess it's morning already, huh." "Oh, Nancy and I will be going to Church this morning. We promised my mom. But then I'll be going back home. Maybe we can meet in the backyard after lunch," she suggested hopefully. "Mom and Dad usually rest on Sunday afternoons, and they don't worry much about what I'm doing," Denise explained. "OK, I'll plan on seeing you in the backyard, then." Jon replied softly, as Mark returned to the car, passenger side, this time. Denise hurried to the house as Jon drove off. Looking back, she longed after Jon. This was absolutely Heaven, she concluded. Nancy and Denise didn't get much sleep that night. They talked and talked and talked! Denise thought she had never been so happy! Nancy and Mark had been 'going steady' for about two months and everything seemed to be going well for them. And Mark and Jon seemed to get along so well. Almost instant friends, Denise reflected. Nancy encouraged Denise's relationship with Jon. She was busy planning all the things they could do together as a foursome. That way, it didn't get boring, Nancy explained to Denise. Mark was awfully sweet and usually a lot of fun, but, sometimes, things got a little dull, she confided. The only dark cloud hanging over Denise was the fact that she had to hide her joy from her family and sneak around to be with Jon. There had to be another way! And, yet, she couldn't imagine her mom and dad approving her plans. Mom had already judged Jon on the basis of rumor and found him lacking! Oh, well, it would all work out somehow. Things always did. Denise and Nancy arrived at Church just as Sunday School was starting. Roger Thompson was the youth teacher. He was a young guy, good-looking in an off-hand way, Denise thought, and seemed very knowledgeable. But, he was strange! He acted as if he really believed what he was teaching out of the Bible, as if it really happened just as it was written. Denise knew that the stories in the Bible were just illustrations of good and bad moral behavior and attitudes! At one time, Denise had believed it literally, but she had been young. And Mom and Dad had explained to her that it was very good to be kind and loving and good, but people went to Church in order to be respected and admired. And it was good for Dad's business. In the Insurance business, her dad explained, you have to be respected, admired and trusted. Participating in Church, community affairs and school functions built trust. Denise had decided it made sense and after all, Dad's business was good and he had many friends. But, they had explained to her, you just can't take the Bible literally. Only fanatics do that. They take things way too far, Dad had said. I guess Mr. Thompson is a fanatic, Denise thought. And it was a real shame, too. Their lesson was I John, chapter 2 today. They took turns reading two verses each, as Mr. Thompson instructed. At Denise's turn, she read: "Love not the world, neither the things that are in the world. If any man love the world, the love of the Father is not in him. For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh and the pride of life is not of the Father, but is of the world." It doesn't even make sense, Denise thought, trying to understand what it could mean. How could you love the world, anyway? Oh well, why worry about it, she decided. It didn't really mean anything anyway. Just like some of the poetry that everybody seemed to love, but was beyond her understanding. After all the verses in the chapter had been read aloud, Mr. Thompson began to teach on those things. He talked about sin, being separated from God because of the sin nature, being 'born again', the Lord's returning and not being ashamed of Him at His coming. None of this seemed to mean anything to Denise. She wanted to believe, she told herself, but how can you believe something like that? It sounded like science-fiction to her. Denise wondered if there really was a God. Could there really be someone 'up there' who really loved her? Then why did Mom and Dad believe it? But, deep inside, Denise wanted very much to believe there was a loving God that knew all about her, loved her anyway and could help her be good. Then her thoughts drifted back to Jon. Well, if this stuff was true and if there really was a God, she guessed He wouldn't understand about her lying to her parents. Maybe it was better if there wasn't a God, she concluded. The Church service was rather boring to Denise, after the singing was over. Denise enjoyed the singing, especially the special songs that were sung solo or by a group. They were more modern and entertaining! But, the preaching was making Denise sleepy and she and Nancy had to take turns pinching each other to stay awake, then they would almost start giggling, right there in Church! But they made through the service and they left the Church with Denise's folks and dropped Nancy off at her house as Denise eagerly anticipated the afternoon rendezvous with Jon. When they arrived at home, Denise began setting the table for lunch and assisting her mom in getting the food on the table. Doris always planned ahead. She had been taught well by her mother and was intent on passing it on to her daughter. After lunch, Todd, Denise's younger brother, reluctantly helped her with the dishes. He wanted to go to a friend's house on the next block for a game of baseball with the guys, but Mom had insisted that he help Denise with the dishes, first! Doris and Tom retired to the bedroom to rest, Tom with the newspaper and reading glasses and Doris with her new novel. Mom loved to read, Denise reflected. Denise enjoyed reading too, except when she saw there were more exciting things to do, such as meet with Jon this afternoon! When the dishes were finally done and Todd had gathered his baseball, cap and glove, he headed out the door. Denise scrubbed the sink and put up the dishcloth dutifully and, after glancing out the side door to Jon's back yard, hurried to her room. She quickly surveyed herself in the mirror before going out to meet Jon. It was such a beautiful spring-like day! The sun was shining bright and warm, again, and there was hardly any wind blowing. The grass was already greening up from the recent rains and the fruit trees in the backyard were covered with blossoms, sending a sweet fragrance into the air. Denise had heard her dad say that there probably wouldn't be much fruit this year, the trees were blooming too early and would probably be killed by the late frost. But, it was a beautiful day! Denise chose a sunny spot away from the trees, but near the chain-link fence which separated the two yards and began opening out a webbed lounge chair and reclining, tuned in her favorite radio station on the portable stereo. She adjusted the volume to avoid disturbing her resting parents, and glanced anxiously to the River's house for a sign of Jon. She could hardly wait for that handsome hunk to come out! She couldn't believe her luck, getting all his attention like this! No longer did she regard her mother's warning about him, if she ever had, now that she knew he was a really super guy! A girl could just tell about things like that. The sooner Mom and Dad realized it, the better. She would have to work on that! ******* Jon peeked out his bedroom window through which he could view the Whitaker's backyard as well as his own. Yes, there she was. Gosh, he had lucked out in getting to move next door to her! He hadn't wanted to move away from his friends in California, but, here he was, at his family's insistance. He had moved into a new neighborhood, in a small town, among relatives he had never known, starting a new school in the middle of his senior year, and having to make all new friends. Well, since he had no choice in the matter, he may as well make the best of it! The worst part of it all was having to leave Carolyn behind. His mom and dad didn't like him seeing her at all and Jon suspected that probably was the reason for the drastic move. Carolyn was a model, five years older than Jon, but so what? They got along just great. And she was so much fun and made him feel so mature, much more than just seventeen. She had told him he could pass for twenty-one and he had, several times, with the fake I.D. she had gotten for him. She took him to parties and clubs in San Diego, near where they lived and introduced him to her friends. Carolyn was always coming up with something exciting to do. So what, if he drank with the others, and got a little crazy? They had talked about getting a place together when Jon finished school. Of course, his parents would have a fit about that. Jon had promised Carolyn that as soon as he graduated and was on his own, he'd be back. She was making good money as a model, but, of course, he'd have to get a job too. Carolyn suggested that she could probably get him a job with her company after his eighteenth birthday, which would be soon after graduation. This company was strict about your age. Well, he felt like twenty-five after hanging around with Carolyn's crowd. He'd learned an awful lot. Pretty street- smart! he thought proudly. But, while he was here,(which wouldn't be long, the way he figured it!), Denise was an interesting diversion. And he could tell she was falling for him, hook, line and sinker! Well, he could enjoy the time he had to be here. He would just keep Carolyn and his plans to himself until the time came and if Denise got her feelings hurt, oh, well! He wasn't going to make any promises to her anyway. Let her think what she wanted! Jon sauntered out the back door, smiling. "Hi! Been out here long?"

CHAPTER 3 :- Breakthrough

Walking home from school the next day, Denise reasoned out the approach to use with her family to convince them that Jon was a nice guy. And nice enough to spend time with their daughter! She and Jon had discussed it yesterday and she really felt that she could not just keep on lying to be with him. And surely, if they got to know him, they would like him. So they had formed a plan of action. She would talk to them tonight. Dad, first, since he was a softie! Denise smiled. She knew how to handle Dad!
So when Tom arrived home from work, Denise met him at the door with a fresh, hot cup of coffee. "Hi, Dad. Did you have a bad day? Are you tired? Here, sit down and put your feet up. Mom had to run to the grocery store and will pick Todd up from Cub Scouts on her way back. So you just relax a while, OK?"
"Well, what's all this about, Kitten?" Tom asked.
Denise noted the pleased look on his face, mixed with a little suspicion. "No, it wasn't a bad day at all. In fact, it was a good day! I picked up some new clients. But it was tiring and this coffee sure hits the spot!"
Tom, being an insurance salesman, (and one of the best Denise thought), had provided well for his family. While thy certainly weren't rich, they had never lacked for anything that they needed or wanted very badly. He wasn't around much, but that's life, Denise concluded.
"Tell me what has brought on all this extra attention for your old dad? What's going on with you, nowadays? We haven't had much time to talk lately, huh? I hear that cheerleader try-outs are coming up soon. Can't you get Mother to get you a new outfit, or what?" Dad laughed, reminding Denise of the preparations of the previous year for the try-outs. She remembered how anxious she had been to have everything just perfect. But, now, try-outs were the least of her worries! Denise assured Tom that everything was all set for the try-outs. "But, I've got some other things on my mind, Dad, and I really do need to talk to you." Denise hesitated, looking her dad in the eyes, very seriously. "Actually, it's about a new guy that I'm really interested in." She was trying so hard to sound mature and Dad was quietly laughing at her.
"I'm serious, Dad! I'll be sixteen before long. And nearly all my friends are dating already. Don't you think I'm old enough to date now?" Denise's big blue eyes were begging Tom to say yes, but he stalled, saying, "Tell me about this friend of yours, Denise. Don't I know him? What about that Freddie 'What's-his-name'? I thought you were 'going steady with him."
"Oh, Dad, that was a long time ago! He was so immature! This guy, well, you don't know him, yet. And the only thing is, he's a little older than me. But you'd really like him, I just know you would, if you met him! And he likes me, too. Would you just let me ask him over so you can meet him? Please, Dad?" By this time, Denise was sitting on the arm of Tom's chair and pouring on the charm!
"I don't see any harm in him coming over here, Kitten and we can meet the young man, if that will make you happy. But, I think you'll need to discuss anything further with your mother. I know you think you're just about grown, but it's still our responsibility to look out for you. Let's see what she has to say about it!"
Denise knew he hated disappointing his family, so he often 'passed the buck'. It was a way of life around here! Well, so far, so good! But, there was still work to do, Denise told herself. That night, at the supper table, Denise mentioned the subject to Mom. Since Dad had already given permission to invite Jon over, Doris reluctantly agreed that it probably would be good to meet the young man, since Denise was evidently so interested in him. "But, what's this guy's name? Tell us a little about him first! How much older is he? Does he live here in town?"
"Actually, he lives next door, Mom. His name is Jonathon Rivers. But he's not at all like you think he is, Mom. You'll like him. I just know you will!" "Well, I warned you to stay away from him. Maybe I was wrong, but you evidently didn't listen too well, either. But, go ahead and invite him over so we can meet him and we'll judge for ourselves. But, if he's anything like I heard he was, you will just have to find another boyfriend! Is that clear?" Doris expounded with conviction. Todd interrupted the discussion, apparently deciding it was his turn for some attention and began teasing Denise about her new boyfriend! "Shut up,Todd, or I'll shut you up!" Denise threatened irately. What a pain, she thought as she left the table, relieved to have gotten this far with her parents.
Denise arranged for Jon to come over after school the following afternoon. She was so excited when she finally go a chance to tell Jon. Their plan, at least Step 1, had worked! The rest was up to Jon! So, the following afternoon, immediately after Denise and Todd arrived home from school, the doorbell rang. Denise had been anxiously giving Todd last minute orders regarding his behavior and comments, as she went to open the door. Jon looked just as handsome as always, cool, calm and collected, Denise noted. Inviting him in, she called to her mother. As soon as she entered the room, Denise introduced Jon to Doris and Todd. Looking at the clock over the fireplace, she explained to Jon that Dad was running late, again, but should be here soon.
Jon was very gracious and sat on the sofa, next to Todd. He seemed quite comfortable with meeting her family, Denise reflected, especially knowing how thy felt about his being older than her. But she hadn't had the heart to tell him about the rumors Mom had heard about him. They surely weren't true, anyway!
Soon, Tom arrived for the special meeting and again, Denise attended to the introductions. Denise sat across the room from Jon and Todd, avoiding eye contact with him, lest their eyes should betray their relationship. Jon was casually pleasant to her, but conversed mostly with the rest of the family. He knew what parents wanted for their little girls, he had told Denise, and together, they had planned to make them like and trust him. And, as for Todd, Jon buddied right up to him, too.
Jon learned that Todd was taking guitar lessons and mentioned that he played also. With a little prodding, Todd brought the guitar into the room, and after showing what he could do with it, handed it to Jon. Before long, Jon had charmed the entire family into singing along as he played old songs that everybody knew. Denise happily concluded that everyone seemed to be having a good time and there was no sign of problems for the future. Jon certainly knew how to put everyone at ease, she decided. Her family surely couldn't keep from liking him after today!
But, soon, it was time to stop the fun and get supper on the table. Doris invited Jon to stay for supper, but he declined, thanking her. He asked if he might be allowed to come over and visit Denise, saying he understood their reluctance and knew they wanted to do what was best for Denise. He agreed with them that Denise was young yet. He acted so mature for his age, so considerate, and wise, Denise thought proudly. Her parents surely couldn't refuse his request. Besides, he had not asked to take her out. Just to visit with her right there in her home.
Jon was a big hit that evening with the whole family, although they were reluctant to admit it! After a few visits, Jon was treated just like a member of the family. Tom and Doris began to take an interest in him. Tom recruited Jon when he needed a man's help, they laughed at Jon's jokes, teased him unmercifully about his good looks, invited him to meals frequently and involved him in plans for the family.
Jon had introduced his family, James, his dad, and Vickie, his mother, and his little sister, Amanda to the Whitakers. Tthey soon all became good friends, as well as neighbors, drawn together by the interest of their children in each other. The two families all celebrated together when Denise was again chosen for cheerleader for the coming school year and all seemed to have a good time, especially devouring the luscious meal that Doris and Vickie had prepared together.
As the time drew near for the Spring Fling, Denise confronted her mom as they were driving home from a shopping trip. "Mom, Jon asked me to go to the Spring Fling with him next Saturday night. Can I?" "You know, somehow, I knew this was coming." Doris replied teasingly. "Your father and I discussed this just the other night and since Jon has proved to be so different from what I thought, I don't think it would hurt anything for you to go out with him to special functions, but you'll have to be home early. Can you handle that?" "Oh, Mom, thank you! You're the greatest! I can't wait to tell Jon!"
Denise's enthusiasm covered well the fact that lately she had left the house several times, after everyone was sleeping, walked down to the corner of the next block as she and Jon had planned, where he picked her up and took her to a very secluded spot overlooking the small town. And the times she had spent the night with Nancy so she could go out with Jon, without risking upsetting the relationship between her parents and Jon by pushing for dating privileges. She knew her family was totally unaware that their beloved daughter was so involved, so 'in love' that she could hardly deny Jon anything he asked! At last, she could see Jon without sneaking around, this time anyway! The curfew was early, but, at least she could be alone with him without lying about it! And as the school functions increased toward the end of the school year, so did the dates. And Denise became even more deeply involved with her 'knight in shining armor' as the time went on. Her world revolved around Jon, it seemed. But, her world was soon to change!

CHAPTER 4 : CRISIS

Denise had just arrived home from school, and found a note from Mom saying she had a dentist appointment, she would be home soon, and that Todd was to spend the night with Tim, since it was Friday night. Denise went to the refrigerator, poured a glass of milk, grabbed a banana, turned on the television, and sat back to relax with her snack.

The phone rang. She was sure it was Jon. They spent nearly as much time on the phone as they did together, nowadays. But, it wasn't Jon. It was Tom's secretary, and with much excitement, (or was it fear?), in her voice, she asked to speak to Doris. "Mom's gone out of town for a dentist appointment, she should be back pretty soon, though. Do you want me to have her ca11 you?" Denise asked, fee1ing curious. Mom se1dom had anything to do with the business, that was Dad's territory. It was strange that she would be getting a call from his secretary. Reluctantly, the secretary finally explained her call. "Denise, listen to me. Your dad has been taken to the hospital. Now, don't panic- let's wait and see what the Doctor says, OK? I just need to let your mother know what's going on. Get word to her as soon as you can,OK?" "But, what's wrong with him? He's never sick, you know that! Why is he in the hospital? Was there an accident?" Denise asked, fear rising up in her rapidly. "No, there was no accident, he's just sick. Your mom will tell you more about it, I'm sure, when she can get more information. Are you alone. Denise? Would you like me to come over and stay until she gets home?" "No, thanks. I've got to get down to the hospital and find out what's going on. Thanks for calling." Denise replied, her mind made up. "I don't know if that's a good idea, you know, you probably won't be able to see your dad for a while, anyway. Why don't you wait until your mom gets home." "Well, I'll see, but. thanks for calling. Bye." Denise repondonded with finality. Denise looked up the phone number of their regular dentist, dialed the number, and asked for Doris. She was informed that Doris had just left. Now what? Denise thought, almost hysterical, by now. What could be wrong with Dad? He had never been sick, except with a cold, or something minor. She resented that the secretary had not told her all the details, so she would know what was going on. But, she probably was afraid she couldn't handle it, Denise thought, wondering if, in fact, she could! Denise called next door to Jon's house. "Jon, I just got a call that Dad's been taken to the hospital, and I can't get word to Mom, because she's out of town, and I don't know what to do! I don't even know what's wrong with him. His secretary just said he was 'sick'! Can you drive me to the hospital? I've got to see him, and find out what's going on. Please?" "Sure, Sweetheart, I"ll be right over. Don't worry. I'm sure it'll be OK, and I'll be right with you!" "Jon, don't bother coming over here. I'll meet you at your car. That'll save time! Please hurry!" Grabbing her purse, Denise started for the door, then remembered the television was on. She turned it off, and ran for Jon's car, leaving the milk and banana where they were. She thought about Todd. Should she go by Tim's and get him? No she would let Mom decide about him. What would she have done without Jon? The trip to the hospital was short, but it seemed to take forever, Denise thought. Once there, Jon took over, asking where Tom Whitaker had been taken, and receiving directions to the Intensive Care Unit, led Denise to the third floor of the hospital, around the corner, and to the ICU's nurse's station. Tom had been found unconscious in his office, the nurse on duty explained, and had been brought to the hospital by ambu1ance. The examination and tests revealed that he had suffered a heart attack. He had regained consciousness, but still was in serious condition. He would be allowed to have only brief visits, immediate family only, every two hours until his condition stabilized, she told them. Denise, by this time, was crying uncontrollably, and Jon was doing his best to try to comfort her. It would be another hour before any of the family could even see Tom, so Jon suggested they try to catch Doris at home. They called Denise's house, but no one answered. Jon then obtained the phone number from Denise for Grandpa and Grandma Whitaker. He called, informing them of their son's condition, giving the facts as well as he could. They promised to be right over. "Oh, why did this have to happen? Dad's always been so healthy! He's got to get well, he's just got to!" Denise cried. Jon held her close, repeatedly telling her not to worry, it would be all right. Denise leaned on him, drawing reassurance from his calmness. She wanted so much to believe him. She couldn't imagine life without Dad. She remembered the things she had learned in Health class at school, and she had casually known some who'd had heart attacks. Some made it, some didn't, she recalled painfully. And it had been such an ordinary day, until this happened! They kept trying to get Doris on the phone, and after nearly an hour, she answered, then rushed straight to the hospital. Denise's grandparents were already there by the time Doris arrived, and were in the waiting room with Denise and Jon. Noting that it was the time the nurse had said Tom could have a brief visit, they started to the nurse's station just as Doris rounded the corner. The nurse suggested that Doris go in to see Tom first. Doris was in the room only a short time, and returned with tears flowing freely down her cheeks. He was sleeping, she said fearfully. After regaining her composure, she suggested that Denise not go in to see her dad. Not like this! Let Grandma and Grandpa go in, if they wanted, but she was afraid for Denise to see her dad this way. Doris pleaded, but Denise insisted. And Denise wanted to go in alone.

When Denise stepped into the little cubicle, she caught her breath. Her dad was lying there, motionless, apparently sleeping, in the hospital bed, with the lifeless look her mother had tried to describe. Oxygen tubing was strapped to his white face, wires connected to his chest ran overhead to a machine that had a continuous "beep-beep'. Bags of clear liquid were hanging above his left side, with tubing running to his left hand, which was covered with tape. Her senses were assaulted by the strong, antiseptic odor, and suddenly, Denise felt very faint. She had to get out of here! She made it to the door, opened it, and collapsed! She awakened in Jon's arms, with her Mom and Grandparents hovering over her. Then she remembered all that had happened, and began crying hysterically. The nurse came over, trying to calm them all, and explained that Tom was under sedation, and medication had been given to re1ieve the chest pain. The medication was being given intravenously. He was receiving oxygen to decrease the workload of the heart, and monitors were on to alert the nursed of any change in his heart activity. Everything possible was being done, she reassured them, and though the tests showed Tom did have some damage to his heart, the prognosis was favorable at this time. Calmed by the nurse's explanation, Denise agreed to go with Jon to the Snack Bar of the hospital to get something to drink, to relax, and wait for more news. Doris reluctantly decided to call her parents who lived on a small farm just outside town. She remembered how pleased they had been when she had started dating Tom, and later, when she had married him. The two families had lived in the same town most of their lives. They attended the same Church, their children had grown up together, attending the same school, and though the two families weren't close, they had a casual friendship. Doris' dad had even coached Tom in Little League, along withhis own son, Doris's older brother, who had later been killed in the Vietnam war. For a while, after their son's only death, Charlie and Irene Smith had allowed Tom to fill the void, treating him in every way as they would their own son. But, as the young couple began to mature, having married right out of High School, Doris and her parents' differences increased, especially with her Mom, causing a rift in the relationship, as Tom sided with his wife, avoiding marital conflict. Doris and Tom had little to do with her parents, nowadays. Oh, they saw them at Church, and sometimes in town, but spoke politely, as if they were casual aquaintances, and went on their way. This had gone on for a while, and Doris was reluctant to break the silence. But, she reasoned, they did have a right to know about their son-in- law's condition.

Doris dialed the phone. A male voice answered quickly. It sounded thick with sleep, and Doris realized that, although it wasn't late by her standard, it was probably well past their bedtime. Something quickened within her, as she realized how long it had been since she had called her parents. "Dad, this is Doris. Did I wake you? I hope I didn't alarm you." She hestitated a moment. "That's OK, Hon." Charlie answered, feeling both joy and fear at his daughter's long awaited call. "Is everything alright? You sound upset," he asked with genuine concern. "Well, I just called to tell you that Tom has had a heart attack. He's in ICU, here at Holden Memorial. I thought you probably would want to know." Doris' mind returned to the crisis at hand, her voice reflected the grief and uncertainty she felt. "Do you want us to come over? We'll be right there if you want us, Hon!" He volunteered sincerely, not sure their presence was desired. "Oh, no. It's going to be OK! I'm sure he'll be fine. I just wanted to let you know." This call had been a major step, but she realized she just wasn't ready to spend time in their presence. Not with all her other worries! "Hold on a minute. Your mother wants to talk to you." Charlie said, handing the phone to his anxious wife. "Dorrie, are you OK? What happened? Is Tom's condition critical, or has he stabilized?" "Well, he hasn't had any more problems since he was admitted," Doris replied, trying to hide her fear and resentment. "And the nurse assured me everything was being done for him that can be. He was found unconscious at the office at about three o'clock this afternoon, they said, and was rushed to the hospital by ambulance. So I think he's doing pretty good, to have gone this long without more problems." "I'm glad, Dorrie. I know this must be a real shock to you. But, we'll be praying for y'all, and I know the Lord will take care of it." Irene said with conviction. "Well," Doris hesitated, feeling some of the old

resentment and frustration returning. "You can pray for him, if you want, but you know I don't really believe that stuff, anymore. I know what you taught me, Mom, but things just don't seem the same to me, now. Anyway. I've got to go check on Tom, again. I'll let you know if anything changes." Hesitating again, almost unable to release the words from her tongue, she said, quietly, "Yes, I 1ove you, too, Mom. Bye." She hung up the receiver, as the tears in her eyes began to spill over. and again, run down her cheeks. She did miss that old assurance she'd had as a child, that prayer could really change things. But, how could any intelligent adult continue to believe those things? Look at all the misery in the world! Children dying of hunger, mass murder, drugs, earthquakes. She could go on and on! If God was really in control, if he would, or could answer prayer, why was the world in such a mess? But, Doris knew better than to ask her mother these questions. She always had an answer for everything! Right or not, Doris thought. She returned to the ICU waiting room where Denise, Jon, Grandpa, and Grandma Whitaker waited for more news of Tom's condition. Her tears had ceased, leaving little clue to the emotional trauma just speaking to her parents had born. After Doris insisted that Denlse go home for some rest. and assuring her she would call if there were any changes, Jon walked with Denise to the car, gently leading her by the arm. He drove a silent, withdrawn Denise home, lost in her own world of unspoken thought. She refused his offer to stay with her for a while. She just wanted to be alone, she insisted.

The days came and went. Tom was progressing nicely, according to the doctor on the case. "Medication is being given to dilate the coronary arteries," he explained to Doris and Denise. "That will allow increased oxygen and blood flow to the heart muscle itself. There was some damage to the right side of the heart, but it could have been much worse," the doctor continued. "The important thing is for Tom to get plenty of rest, and freedom from stress and anxiety." "As far as I know, Tom's not been under any stress at home, and he has an assisitant that he hired a couple of years ago, to help at the office, so he should be able to take care of everything that comes up in the office. Of course, you know that Tom has always been a 'workaholic'," Doris told the doctor. "But, I'll talk to his assistant and explain the situation to him, so he won't mention any of the business problems to Tom. I think it scared everybody pretty bad, when they found him unconscious. Do you know when he'll be transferred to a private room? If all continues to go well, we'll probably move him out of ICU in a couple of days- Then, if he continues to be free of complications, he'll be able to go home, soon. But, it'll be a while before he'll be able to return to work."

A few days later, Tom was transferred to a private room, just as the doctor had predicted. Denise, relieved that Dad was no longer in ICU, rushed home from school every day to get her homework, help Todd with his, and then hurried to the hospital to visit with her dad. Doris spent most of the time there, nowadays.

Jon was always available to drive them over, but he seldom stayed long. He always had things to attend to. But, Denise understood. She wondered what she would have done without Jon! No longer was Denise afraid of the hospital, and it's equipment. In fact, she became quite fascinated by the things she saw, and was very touched by the other patients she met, while visiting with her dad. She was intrigued by the efficiency and professionalism of the nurses she met.

Todd never seemed to take the situation seriously. He just laughed and played and talked with anyone who would listed, and seemed to enjoy the attention he was getting from the other patients and nurses.


Then, finally, the long awaited day came, when Tom was released from the hospital, with a long list of 'do's and don'ts", and life returned to almost normal for the Whitakers. What a homecoming that was!

CHAPTER 5:- SLUMBER PARTY



Jon, looking out the window to make sure his mom
hadn't driven up, dialed the phone, long-distance,
direct. He had waited as long as he could, too
long, to talk with Carolyn. She hadn't answered his
last two letters, and he was worried about her.
What had happened? He knew she had been busy,
probably just hadn't gotten around to it, but it
was only two weeks until graduation. And he would
surely get enough money in graduation gifts, with
all the relatives he had around here, to go to her,
even if Mom and Dad refused to help.
Things had been so boring here. ever since
Denise's old man got sick! She wasn't any fun
anymore. She was always worried about "Dad", or
afraid "Mom" might need her, or a million other
reasons to stay close to home. Oh. she was still
sweet to him, when they were together, but it was
like she was in another world.




If he could just get Carolyn on the phone...
That's strange! The recording said the number he
dialed had been disconnected. Maybe he had dialed
it wrong. No, the same recording, again!
I can't imagine Carolyn without a phone, Jon
thought to himself. She'd have to have a phone for
her job. Well, then, what about the office of that
company she had been working for?
"Carolyn Adams, please," Jon asked with his most
adult tone.
May I ask who's calling, please?"
"Jonathon Rivers. "
"Thank you. Please hold."
The receptionist had a pleasant, almost sexy voice,
Jon thought, as he waited. It seemed to take a
long time, but after a few minutes, a man's voice
came over the wire.
"Yes, this is Michael Brady. You asked to speak
with Carolyn Adams? She's not available. May I
take a message?"




After a long pause, Jon rallied. "Yes, this is
Jonathon Rivers, a close friend of Carolyn's. It's
extremely important that 1 speak to her right away.
Please have her call 915-"
Interrupting Jon in mid-sentence, the man asked,
"You say you're a good friend of hers? Well.
evidently she has neglected to tell you that we
have just recently been married, and that she'll no
longer be accepting calls from her former 'friends'!
Now. is there anything I can do for you, sir?" the
man asked icily.



In a state of shock, Jon replied, politely, "No. sir.
Thank you, sir," and hung up the phone.
So that's why my letters weren't answered. But,
who was this Michael Brady? He had heard that
name somewhere before. Jon started to the
kitchen, pondering this unexpected turn of events.
All his plans down the tube! How could Carolyn do
this to him? Then he remembered. Mike Brady, she
had called him. Her boss! Carolyn had married a
fat, middle-aged, millionaire! Well. if he wasn't a
millionaire, he wasn't far from it, reasoned Jon.
Can you beat that? She sure had wrecked his
plans. Now what?



He took the cover off the freshly baked German
Chocolate cake, cut a man-sized portion, and
poured a large glass of milk. Well, there were
plenty of other fish in the sea! There was Denise.
for one! And there were several other girls around
here, for that matter! He could live without
Carolyn! After all, he hadn't done so bad for
himself so far!



Jon had very discreetly been with a few of the
other girls in town. since Denise had been so
wrapped up in her family. After all. he hadn't
made any promises to her, anyway!
Sitting at the bar, he finished off the snack, as
his mind raced feverishly. Jon's folks had their
hearts set on him going to college this fall. He
hadn't yet shared his plans with them. and now, he
guessed it was a good thing, as it probably would
have been a big hassle for nothing! Yeah! There
would be plenty of girls and fun on a college
campus! Only, why wait until fall to go to college?
He could go to summer classes, right after
graduation and get a head start on the other
freshmen. He was ready to get away from this hick
town, anyway, the sooner, the better!
He could hardly wait to tell Mom and Dad. He
knew they'd be glad to shell out the bucks for
college. The day was starting to look brighter with
every passing minute!
With a new enthusiasm for life. Jon dialed the
phone again. He decided not to burn any bridges,
yet. "Denise, is it OK if I come over for a while?
I really need to talk to you."
O.K.," Denise said thoughtfully. "Sure. why not.
We just finished supper, and Dad's going back to
bed. Mom will probably watch T.V. in the bedroom
with him, for awhile, and Todd's got homework to
do. Yeah, come on over."


They sat out on Denise*s front porch, and watched
the gold, coral, and purple clouds in the west. as
the sun slowly slid out of sight. Jon discussed the
idea of going to school this summer, instead of
waiting until fall.



Denise voiced her disappointment sweetly. She had
planned to spend a lot of time with him this
summer, since Dad feeling better, she explained.
But. Jon assured her he would be able to come
home on weekends, and she would hardly even miss
him.
"But, isn't this kind of sudden? You've never
mentioned it to me before. In fact, I got the
impression that the idea of college turned you off,"
Denise questioned curiously.



"I know. Yeah, I guess it is sorta sudden. I just
started thinking about it, and graduation is just
two weeks off, and I didn't really have any plans.
I could go to work for my dad, I guess, but, I
just decided that Mom and Dad were right, I do
need a college education. And if I'm gonna go,
why not just get started so I can get it over with
sooner," Jon explained carefully.
Something began to stir in Jon, unexpectedly,
though, as he thought of Denise, so pretty,
charming, and naive, without him around. The
thought had never occurred to him before, that she
might be with other guys while he was gone. He
found it to be a very unpleasant thought,
surprisingly. He realized he would be very upset if
he should come home, and find her seeing someone
else. And it could happen! Sure, he planned to
have a good time, and live it up at college. But,
that was different!




Impulsively, Jon took off his Senior ring. held it
out to Denise, and in his most charming, sexy
manner, said, "Sweetheart. all my plans depend on
you. I can't go off to college, unless I know
you'll be waiting for me when I come back. Will
you wear my ring? Will you go steady with me,
Denise?" He turned on the full power of his big,
dreamy eyes. and read the emotion surfacing in
Denise's.
"Oh, Jon, of course. I'll be here for you. I
haven't wanted anyone else since I first saw you!
I'll keep your ring, and wear it, so I can feel
close to you even when you're gone. But, don't
ever worry about me wanting anyone else. Jon.
you* re all I'll ever want!"
They spent some time in sweet embrace, sitting on
the porch in the ever increasing darkness. They
listened to the night sounds, peaceful sounds, as
they drank in the lovely warmth of togetherness,
and commitment.



But, as soon as Vickie and Amanda drove up. Jon
kissed Denise goodbye, and headed across the
driveway to his home. Now, to get everything
cleared with Mom. He'd have to wait to talk with
Dad tomorrow, as he was out of town tonight. But.
he wanted to get all the loose ends tied up as
soon as possible. Of course, he would have to
decide what he wanted to study, and where, but
first things first!




Denise lay in her bed, feeling safe, secure and
loved. She had wound yarn around the backside of
Jon's oversized ring until it fit her. Caressing it
tenderly with her fingertips, she remembered how
sweet and patient Jon had been with her during
the entire time of Dad's illness. And now that Dad
was so much better, and she was wearing Jon's
ring, things were really starting to look up! She
had dreamed of going steady with Jon, and now
she was! This was a milestone in her life, she
decided. Thinking back. she realized it was the
first time since that slumber party, when she was
just twelve years old, that she had felt so secure.
But, then the memories of that life-changing night
flooded over her, and with the memories, came the
tears.




She had been invited to a slumber party at
Nancy's house, with some of the most popular girls
in her Jr. High class attending, she remembered.
She had arrived at the designated time and place,
anticipating a fun-filled night.
Many delicious snacks and beverages were set out
for the girls' enjoyment, and they were given all-
night cable T.V. and V.C.R. privileges. Two of the
Mom's were present to supervise.


Sleeping bags were spread out in the floor, leaving
little space to walk, and the girls quickly changed
into their pajamas. intent on having a good time.
And as girls will do. they automatically separated
into groups, talking, singing, shouting, and playing.
After several hours of snacks, games, and scary
movies, boredom, and exhaustion began to surface,
and bickering increased among the friends.
Denise, not one to give in easily to sleep, had
talked Angela into being a model for her
experimentation with make-up not usually allowed
twelve-year-olds. After a few minutes of brushing
and painting, Denise sat back to look at her
creation.





Angela, normally a very pretty girl, now had rosy
red cheeks, (sort of clown-like), dark, straight
brows, rainbow shadowed eyes with thickly smeared
black lashes, and too-large red lips. Denise began
to laugh, catching the attention of the other girls
in the room, who quickly joined in the fun.
Angela had become very self-conscious at being
the center of unwanted attention, and got up from
the floor angrily, starting for the bathroom.
But, Denise was having too much fun to let her
wash it off so quickly! Enlisting the aid of a few
more girls, she blocked Angela's path to the
bathroom, and refused to let her under, around or
through the barricade.
On the verge of tears, Angela had turned her
anger full- force on Denise!
"Denise, let me by! I don't know why you're
being so mean! Let me in there. Now! I mean
it!" She shouted, pushing, pulling, and trying to
break the barrier that prevented her.
But, the girls just giggled, and pointed more than
ever, spurred on by Angela's frustration,
"You think you're so smart, Denise! You did this
on purpose!" Angela screamed viciously, as she
caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror on the
wall. "Well, you're not so smart! You don't even
know who your own mother is!"
The room grew suddenly quiet. What are you
talking about?" Denise laughed. Of course she
knew who her mother was. Was Angela freaking
out, or what?
"Your real mother didn't love you! She gave you
away to strangers! I heard my Mom say so! See,
you're not as smart as you thought!" Angela
retorted, enjoying her revenge, and gaining
momentum as all attention shifted from her to
Denise.
Seeing them whispering, and noting the frightened
look on their faces, she retorted, "Who's she
kidding?"
She continued laughing at Angela's joke, until she
became aware that everyone was quietly staring at
her. No one else seemed to think this was a joke!
Shocked, Denise looked unbelievingly at the other
girls.



"No. no! It can't be! It's a lie! Can't you see
it's a lie?" The voice seemed to be coming from
far away as Angela's words began to penetrate
Denise'a consciousness. Then suddenly, Denise
turned, and bolted out the side door of the house,
running with all her might, unaware of the
darkness, the path or her attire, just knowing she
had to get out of that house!
Denise remembered running wildly for a very long
time, her mind continuously questioning 'why?'
Why did Angela say those things? If they were
true, why didn't her parents tell her? If it was
true, who were her parents? If it was true, why
didn't her 'real* mother love her?
She finally collapsed in the darkness, not even
knowing where she was, and not caring! Unaware
of the time of night, she blocked out the pain that
was tearing at her young heart.
Awakened as her Dad picked her up out of the
ditch, and carried her to the car, she heard him
repeating her name over, and over, and recognized
the pain and concern in his voice, but Denise was
unable to respond. After being tucked into her own
bed, Doris and Tom tried explaining to her, but
numbness and fatigue prevented Denise's ability
to comprehend.
Later, Denise came to understand that she had
been adopted as an infant, since, after eight years
of trying to conceive, Doris was still unable to get
pregnant.




Doris and Tom had explained how badly they had
wanted a child, a family, and Denise had been a
such a blessing to them. Several years after
adopting Denise, Todd had been born into the
family. She was reassured of Doris and Tom's love
for her.



They explained the fear and pain they had
experienced when they received the call from
Nancy's mom about the incident. They had even
called out the Police to help find her. But, she had
never been the same since that night.
And frequently, especially in the quiet hours of the
night, Denise wondered about the woman who had
carried her in her womb for nine months, given
birth to her, and then gave her away to perfect
strangers. Was she still alive? Did she have other
children, by now? Why didn't her biological mother
love her? Denise wondered if that woman ever
wondered about her.

chapter 6 :- GRADUATION DAY


A bright flash of light, followed by a loud crash, pierced the dark stillness. Denise awakened, momentarily disoriented, with her heart pounding heavily in her chest, and her breath coming too rapidly. What had awakened her, she wondered fearfully. There it was again! Denise looked at the clock by her bedside to determine the time. And again, the lightening flashed, quickly followed by a low. loud rumble of thunder. She crept out of bed, listening for sounds that would indicate another member of the family was awake. No, just the sounds of the wind ravaging against the house, a continual cracking, popping, and a few large drops of rain. playing music on the window panes, was all she could hear. A feeling of panic was growing inside Denise, as streaks of light penetrated her room through her closed curtains. Thunderstorms were prevalent in West Texas this time of year. She should be used to it. she thought. But. fear wasn't to be rationalized away. Trying desperately to calm her pounding heart, and cause her breathlessness to subside, she reminded herself that she had lived through a thousand of these storms without harm. But. still, she remembered occasions in which she had seen the damage done by tornadoes, and had heard the accounts given by the victims, all of which survived, luckily! She had learned the precautions one should take when the weather was bad, like this. at school, but Dad always just laughed at her. This fear. which affected no one else in the family, made her feel like such a child, wanting to run to Mommy to be protected! Glancing again at the clock, Denise decided she might as well get ready for school. This was the last day of the school year, and graduation services were set for tonight! Jon's graduation! She was so happy for him. And so proud of him! Denise began to wonder how she would make it through school next year, without Jon being there. She had only known him for three months, but he had become such an intricate part of her life. She and Todd had been riding to school with him. and home again, the last few weeks. And she always met with Jon at noon for lunch. How lonely it would be when he was away at college! Oh, this weather really was depressing! And it should be a day of excitement! She and Jon planned to really celebrate after the service, and she was looking forward to it. As Denise looked into her closet to choose an outfit for the day, she jumped nervously at a loud clap of thunder. Would it never end? She chose a dress, pink pinstripes on a white background, made from a linen-type fabric, with a dropped waistline, and mid-calf length which accented her slenderness and height. It always made her feel like a lady, mature and feminine. She wanted to look special today for Jon. It was his special day! She continued applying her makeup, and realized the storm was quieter now. The flashes of lightening were becoming hardly noticeable, and the claps of thunder less frequent, just a low rumble, the wind seemed to have subsided, but the rain continued. Denise took a deep breath. She had made it through another one! She brushed her shoulder length hair until it glistened in the light, it's natural curls falling softly into place. Her first graduation party, Denise thought. And she could hardly wait. She knew many of the other girls in High School were envious since she was wearing Jon's ring. And now that she was allowed to date him freely, (with a curfew, of course), she felt sort of accepted by even the older girls in school, the 'in crowd'. It was such a cool feeling! Completing her preparations, Denise gathered her raincoat, umbrella, and purse, setting them on the sofa in the living room, and started toward the heavenly smell of bacon frying in the kitchen. Denise hurried through breakfast, and warning Todd to hurry, checked herself over one more time. Jon would be here any minute. She heard Jon's car honk and she and Todd, carefully choosing their path to avoid walking in the standing water, made their way to his car. Jon was visibly inpressed as he watched Denise approach the car. "Babe. you sure look fine. today!" His eyes lingered on her briefly. She read the look of admiration, and pride in his eyes. the look she had wanted to capture. This day was going to be good. after all, Denise decided happily. ******* Finally! The day was almost over! The rain had stopped and started, several times. It continued to be a cloudy, dreary day. Only one more class to go, then she would be with Jon, again. But, on her way to class, she decided to make a quick visit to the restroom. It was not unusual for the restrooms to be packed between classes. Today was no exception. After finally getting into the stall, she thought she heard someone mention Jon's name. Denise did not mean to eavesdrop, but how could she help it? Who was doing the talking? She didn't recognize the voice. But they must be standing near her stall door, she decided, because even though they were talking in hushed voices, she could hear every word clearly. "You know who he is. that guy that just moved here a few months ago! Dark hair, olive skin, big, beautiful brown eyes. Remember? Well. it was pretty late when I ran into him at the convenience store, but we talked a while, then we went on the drag, together. He drives that gorgeous black sportscar. you know the one! Anyway, we had a great time. and man, does he ever know how to kiss! Not like most of the amateurs around here, that's for sure! I didn't get home until two o'clock in the morning. I heard he's gonna be at the party tonight, and I can't wait. He's gonna take me home tonight, if I have anything to do with it!" Denise saw only a bit of a girl's leg, and her beige, flat pumps as the girl walked past the stall door, still rattling on, then heard the stillness in the room as the large door sqeaked open, and closed. She winced with pain at the things she had overheard. Could that really have been Jon they were talking about? Yet, the description sure fit. And she described his car! But, how? When? Why? And what could she do? Should she just ignore it? Or confront Jon with what she had overheard? Or hunt down the girl wearing the beige slippers? Denise had no idea who it was! Surely, this couldn't have happened since they had been going steady, Denise thought. They had been together almost constantly. But, she always had to be in early. The girl said it had been late when they met. No! It couldn't have been Jon! She had to be wrong. Maybe someone else who resembled him, although she couldn't think of anyone like that in this town! But, what if it were true? Denise had never doubted Jon's loyalty to her before. Oh, what an awful day this has been. all day long! And the cloud that hung over her now was far darker than the ones that hung over the small West Texas town! ******* The small auditorium was packed to capacity. The Whitakers and the Rivers sat together, awaiting the climax of all the years of public education for Jon, and the eighty-one other graduating seniors. There was an almost continual hum in the building generated by the whispers and quiet conversation of the visitors. as final details were completed behind the stage, readying for the service. Just then. three-year-old Amanda, who was sitting on Denise's lap. whispered in Denise's ear. "I gotta go, 'Neece." "Where do you want to go, Amanda?" Denise questioned patiently. "I gotta go to the bathroom. Will you take me?" Amanda looked at Denise, pleadingly. Denise looked at Amanda's big, brown eyes. Exact replicas of her big brother's, Denise thought. And they seemed to have the same power to melt her, too. Denise looked at her watch. It was just about time for the service to start, and Denise didn't want to miss a single minute of it. Amanda, sensing Denise's hesitation, put her arm around Denise's neck. saying, "Please, 'Neece. I gotta go now!" "O.K., Dumplin', but we'll have to hurry! The service is gonna start right away." Denise leaned over to tell Doris they would be right back, and hand in hand, Denise and Amanda walked to the back of the auditorium to the restroom. Unintentionally, Denise kept noticing the shoes of every girl she met. But, to no avail. No beige slippers! At Denise's insistance, Amanda hurried. Amanda was always trying to please her, Denise thought, happy to be regarded highly, affectionately, by Jon's little sister. It made her feel just that much closer to Jon! Straightening Amanda's dress, then lifting her to the sink to wash her hands, she thought how she would love to be a mother to a little girl like this. A warm feeling came over her. until she remembered her mother, her biological mother, and wondered if she had ever felt this way, before giving her away to strangers. If she just knew why! Of course, Denise loved her adopted parents, and thought no mother could have been better to her. But, still, she couldn't help but wonder. And there was always a sharp pain with the thought of being rejected by her own mother. Then she heard the music start in the auditorium, and she and Amanda hurriedly made their way back to their seats, which were as near to the front as possible. James, Jon's dad, had brought his movie camera, with plenty of cartridges, and Tom was prepared with his camera and flashbulbs, as they waited for Jon to march down the aisle. Just as they sat down, with Amanda again in Denise's lap, the procession of graduating students began, as the students marched single-file to the reserved seats in the very front, each looking very distinguished in the black robes, and caps with dangling gold tassels. Amanda was the first to spy Jon among the students. "Look, 'Neese! There he is! There's Bubba!" she cried excitedly, pointing toward him. The flashes from all the cameras were lighting up the aisles, as the honorees proceeded along. The service was brief, considering all the speakers that each had a turn at relating a humorous, sentimental, or important moment in the lives of one, or all of this graduating class. Then, time came for each to ascend to the stage to receive their diploma. Many tears were shed, as mothers and fathers watched their offspring receive the recognition each had worked so hard for. There were tears in Denise's eyes. too, but she didn't stop to analyse why. She just felt so proud for Jon, her Jon! As the class marched single-file from the auditorium to the reception hall, holding their awards, the entire audience came to their feet, and as soon as possible, made their way to congratulate their special graduate. Much to Amanda's disappointment, it was soon over, and Denise rode off with Jon. After a few drags around town, Jon headed toward home for a change of clothes. When they arrived at Jon's house, there were relatives' cars parked all around, and the house was aglow with lights. There was quite a celebration right there at Jon's house, before they left to go to the party. The house was decorated inside with streamers, and balloons. A large cake, decorated just for Jon, was centered on the table, with the punch bowl filled, and the nearby buffet was loaded with graduation gifts for him. Jon insisted Denise help with opening the gifts, and there was much laughter, and joy. He received many gifts, some for use in the college dorm, clothes, money, and a few gag gifts! But the most special gift of the evening was from Denise! It was an expensive gold I.D. bracelet, with her name engraved on it. It had been placed on lay- away over a month ago. Originally, Jon's name was to have been engraved, but after committing to 'steadies', she had changed the order. Denise had paid on the gift weekly with her allowance, leaving very little to spend elsewhere, but she didn't mind. He was worth it! She wanted so much to please Jon! He held out his arm for her to fasten it on him, as 'ooh's and aahs' came from all over the room. Then right in front of everybody, he leaned over and kissed her sweetly, briefly. Everyone laughed and teased Denise about blushing! But she was happy. So happy! The day had finally brightened, she thought. Jon changed from his white shirt, tie, and dress pants, to black jeans, and a red and black striped sports shirt. And with his black and silver trimmed belt and black boots, Denise thought he could not have looked more handsome. And like a native Texan! Denise was going next door to change, but Jon insisted she looked perfect in her new white jumpsuit. So, as soon as was courteously possible, they said goodbye, and left for the party, with a gentle reminder from Doris that Denise was to be home by midnight. And that was being lenient, Denise thought! Denise felt so close to Jon tonight. She chided herself for even thinking Jon might have been unfaithful to her! Not her Jon! It had to have been someone else. or perhaps, the girl had just been fantasizing out loud. She knew lots of girls would like to have been in her place!