Photographer s Assistant
By Teresa WoodPhotographer's Assistant It had been my mom's idea that I get a part time job, but I certainlydidn't argue with her. I was going to be sixteen in a few months and therewasn't any other way I would ever get a car. Not that I really needed one. It'snot like there was anywhere I needed to go. My name is Louis, just plain `Lou' to my friends or at least the casualacquaintances I've made at school. The truth is that I'm a loner, I just prefermy own company, and so my list of true...