Honey Bee FChapter 3
She considered going to the dance without a date, but that was too much hassle. She stayed home instead. That Monday, Charlie walked her direction when he left English. “I didn’t see you at the dance,” he said. “I didn’t go. I didn’t have a date.” “Well, see you. Got to get to shop.” A week later, he walked in her direction again. “Do you have a date for the dance this Friday?” “No.” “Would you go with me?” “Yes.” “I’m late for shop again. You go out the Oak Street...