A New Style of Education Part 8
A New Style of Education by Karen Page Part 8 I awoke to the sound of rain gently pattering against the window. Today didn't look like a good day to be doing anything outside. The alarm hadn't gone off and Helen lay sleeping, her face looking as angelic as ever. There was no sign of the torture that I knew that she wanted to put me through. Many people, including our parents, would have frowned upon us sleeping in the same bed, but without the comfort that we gave each other we...