Electives Ch 02
Chapter 2: Turning the Corner We talked about everything on the way to and from class. During that third week of classes, I often felt Ginny’s arm rub against mine as we walked. She seemed relaxed and comfortable to be with me, and I know I was with her. I was not inclined to crack a book on Friday night, but when she suggested that we study for an upcoming quiz for our American History class, I jumped at the chance to sit across the dining room table from her, and review dates of events from...