Trudy s Summer
Trudy's Summer. When summer term ended, I had five days at home before Vanessa picked me up as last year. This time as I had hoped, Stuart was not there. He had, as Vanessa had told me, gone to New Zealand to experience farming there. It was a great relief, for I suspected that he must have guessed that I had been behind framing him for possession of marijuana. This time Eleanor was in the car and Claire and I shared the back seat. Claire had grown up considerably. Gone was the...