Around them the rose bushes were in full bloom and the scent rather snuck up on Gretchen as they began walking down the little path. She didn’t know where they were going per say but the garden was beautiful and she assumed Mr Prewett knew the way – he was older, after all, so surely he must know what he was doing, though admittedly nothing he had done so far suggested he knew any more than she did.

“Where are we going?” She asked curiously, a small hitch in her voice. When last they had met he had mentioned his house but surely…she felt a thrill shoot through her at the very thought. No one knew she was here – apart from Kris who didn’t care – and she wouldn’t be expected back for several hours, but what kind of girl did it make her that she was excited at the prospect of being so alone with a young man?

What would they do? What could they do?

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Bee is tremendous, isn't she?