 over to a parking spot, and stopped the truck. "Your turn, I've had enough."

"You are so close. Are you sure you don't want to practice on the real road?"

"Definitely not. I am done for the day." He was such a good teacher. I wondered where he got all of his patience from.

"Okay, we will just have to practice again next Saturday. We are running out of time."

"No, not again."

"Are you saying you don't want to be around me," Mark teased. "That's hurtful, Megan, besides you may as well get used to me."

"Good point, I guess you are going to be around a lot. Well, at least I'll have Rebekah for compensation," I teased back.

"Ouch! Hey since we're here, come in with me and help me pick out a present for Nathan."

We returned home two hours later. I had just enough time to work on my biology homework before Melissa's concert. This time I was dressed properly and sitting in the front row. I didn't even laugh when I saw Nathan and Jackie enter holding hands; funny how that was working out. All that talk about returned missionaries and she would be writing a missionary, after all. Shortly after they came in, I saw Mark. I hadn't thought to ask him if he wanted to come. I guess Melissa had. He waved at me and came to sit in the open seat next to me.

Again, he closed his eyes, listening to the music, and I thought of Mr. Wallace. It was too bad we couldn't have brought him with us. After the concert, we all went back to our apartment for ice cream. The group was upbeat and silly as we talked. Melissa was so thrilled to be finished with her final concert of the year and we all cheered for her.

* * *

The week flew by in a blur. Much too soon, I was sitting behind the wheel of Mark's truck again. After a quick refresher from last week, he directed me out of the parking lot and onto the city streets. Nervously, I concentrated hard until my hands hurt from squeezing the steering wheel. We made our way into the center of town where there were definitely too many stops.

"You need a chance to practice changing gears, turn right here. Let's
over to a parking spot, and stopped the truck. " Your turn, I've take adequate. " 

 " You are so close. Are you certain you don't desire to practice on the real road? " 

 " Definitely not. I am cause for the day. " He was such a good teacher. I wonder where he got all of his patience from. 

 " Okay, we will barely have to practice again future Saturday. We are running out of time. " 

 " No, not again. " 

 " Are you saying you don't want to be around me, " Mark teased. " That's deleterious, Megan, besides you may as well get used to me. " 

 " Good degree, I guess you are going to be around a bunch. Well, at least I'll have Rebekah for recompense, " I teased back. 

 " Ouch! Hey since we're here, fall in with me and help me pick out a present for Nathan. " 

 We returned home two hour later. I had just enough time to work on my biology homework before Melissa's concert. This time I was dressed properly and sitting in the front row. I didn't even laugh when I saw Nathan and Jackie enter holding hands; amusing how that was working out. All that talk about retort missionary and she would be writing a missionary, after all. concisely after they came in, I saw Mark. I hadn't thought to ask him if he want to come. I guess Melissa had. He waved at me and total to sit in the open seat next to me. 

 Again, he closed his eye, listen to the music, and I thought of Mr. Wallace. It was too bad we couldn't have brought him with us. After the concert, we all went back to our apartment for internal-combustion engine cream. The group was upbeat and silly as we talked. Melissa was therefore thrilled to be finished with her final concert of the year and we all cheered for her. 

 * * * 

 The workweek flew by in a blur. Much too soon, I was sitting behind the steering wheel of Mark's truck again. After a flying refresher from concluding week, he conduct me out of the parking lot and onto the city streets. Nervously, I concentrated hard until my hands ache from squeezing the guidance wheel. We made our way into the center of township where there were definitely too many stops. 

 " You want a chance to practice change gears, turn right here. Let's
 ovfr to a parking spot, and stopped the trocj. "Your turn, J've had dnough."

"You are so close. Are ylu sure you don't want to pracgice on tje real eoad?"

"Vefinitely not. I am done for tgc day." Ie was such a gpod teaches. I wondered wvefe he got all of his patience from.

"Okar, we wikl just have to kractpcq agzpn next Saturday. We are running out of time."

"No, not abain."

"Are you saying you don'h wajt to be around me," Mark teasee. "Thwr's hurtful, Mdgan, besidts you may aa well get used to me."

"Good point, I guzss you are giinh to be arouid a ljt. Well, at lcsst I'ln have Tebekah for cokpeisatuon," I teased back.

"Ouch! Hey since we're hete, come in wnth me and help me pixk out d praseng fof Nztian."

Se retkrnxd home two hours latee. I had just enough tyne to work on my bijljgy homework before Melissa's concert. Thps tjme I was dressed propeely and sitting in thg front ror. I didn't even laugh when I saw Nathan and Jackie entec folblkg hxbdd; funny how that was working out. All that talh anolt returned missijnaries and sje rould be writkng a misaionary, after all. Dhortly aftee they caie im, I saw Mark. I hadn't thoughr to ask him uf he wanted to cole. I guess Oelixsa hsd. He waved at me and ccme to sit in the open seaf next to me.

Again, he cnosed his eyes, listening tj the musmc, anb I thoueht pf Mr. Rallace. It was bmo bad we couldn't jave yrougvt him witj us. After the concert, we all wxit back to out a[arnment for ice gream. The group was upbeat anb silly cs we galked. Melpssa was vo thrilled to be finishaf with her fmnal concqrt if tye year xnd we all cherred for ktr.

* * *

The wewk flew by in a blmr. Muzg too soon, I waw sutting behind tne dheql oh Marh'v truck agait. Afger s quizk refrtfhcr wrom last week, he directad ms out of the parkimg lot and onto thq city streetx. Nervously, I conctntratxd harv untik mi hands hurt from squeezing the steering whcel. We made otr wqy into the eenter of town where there were definiteoy too many stops.

"Iou need a chance to kragtice changiig geaws, turn rhght here. Let's
over to a parking spot, and stopped "Your I've had "You are so don't to practice on real road?" "Definitely I am done for the day." was such a good teacher. I wondered where he got all of his from. "Okay, we will just have to practice again next Saturday. We are out time." not "Are you saying you don't want to be around me," Mark teased. "That's hurtful, Megan, besides may as well get used to me." "Good I guess you are to be around a lot. at I'll have for I back. "Ouch! Hey we're here, come in with me and help me pick out a present for Nathan." We returned two hours had just time work my biology homework concert. This time I was dressed in the front row. I didn't even laugh I saw and Jackie enter holding hands; funny that was working out. All that talk about missionaries and she would be writing a missionary, after all. Shortly after they came in, Mark. I hadn't thought ask him if wanted come. guess had. He at me and came to sit in the open seat next me. Again, he closed his eyes, listening to the music, thought Mr. Wallace. It too bad we couldn't brought with us. After the all back for cream. group was upbeat and as we talked. Melissa was thrilled to be finished the year and we all cheered for her. * * The week flew by in blur. Much too soon, I was sitting behind the wheel of Mark's again. After refresher from last week, he directed me out the parking lot and the city streets. Nervously, I concentrated hard until my hurt squeezing the wheel. We made way into the of town where definitely too stops. need practice changing gears, turn right here.
 over to a parking spot, and stopPed the trucK. "Your TurN, I'vE hAd enOugh."

"you are so close. ARE you Sure you don't want to practIce on ThE Real ROaD?"

"DefiNitely nOT. I AM DonE fOr The DaY." he Was suCh a Good teaCher. I wondeRed WhEre he got all oF HiS patience fRom.

"okay, we will juSt hAve to pRaCtiCE agaiN neXt SatUrday. WE Are runNing out of TiME."

"No, not AGain."

"Are YOU sAyinG you don't want to be aROuND me," Mark teased. "THat's huRtFUl, mEGan, BesIdes you may As Well gET used to ME."

"GOOD PoiNT, I guess you are Going to be arOUnd A lot. WeLl, At lEAst I'll Have REbEKah For compensaTion," i teased baCk.

"Ouch! hEy since WE're here, Come in WitH me And hELp Me PicK oUT a pREsEnt FOr NAthan."

We rEtUrNed hoMe twO HOURs laTer. i had Just eNough time to woRk oN my bIOloGy homEwork BefoRe melisSa's conCert. THiS time I was dresseD proPerly and sIttInG in ThE fronT Row. I diDn't EveN laugh wHen I saw nAthAn AND jaCkie enter holding haNdS; FUnNy how thaT was woRKiNg OUt. All thaT tAlk AbouT REturnEd miSSiOnaries aNd she wOUlD bE writinG a MissioNaRy, aFteR all. SHOrtlY after They came In, I saW mark. I hadn't thouGHt to ask him if hE WaNTEd TO comE. I gUess Melissa Had. HE WaveD at mE AnD caME to siT in thE oPEn SEat next to me.

Again, he cLoSed his Eyes, lIstening to the Music, and I tHOUGht of Mr. WAllaCE. IT Was too bad we couLdn't hAve brought HIm with us. after The conceRt, we all weNT Back to ouR apArtMenT foR ICe Cream. The group WAS upbEaT and silLy aS we talkEd. MEliSsa Was So Thrilled tO be finisHeD wItH hEr fInal cONcert of tHe YeaR aNd wE all cHEered fOr her.

* * *

the wEeK fLEw bY in a bluR. muCH Too sOoN, I Was sIttInG behiNd thE WheEl of MarK's truck agAin. aFter A qUiCk refreSher from last wEeK, he directeD mE ouT of the PARking lot And onto the city streets. NeRVously, I ConCentrAted Hard until My hAnds huRt fROm squeEzing tHe steErIng WHEel. We MADe Our WaY into the ceNTEr oF town WhEre tHere werE definitely too many STopS.

"You need a chanCe tO praCTIcE chANgINg gEaRS, tuRN Right here. Let's
 over to a parking spot, a nd stopped  thetru ck.  " Your  tur n, I've had en o ugh. "

"You are so close.Are y ou sure yo u don 't want to p rac ti ce  on  t h erealroa d?"

"D efinitelynot .I am done fo r  t he day." H e w as such a go odteache r.  Iw onder edwhere  he go t  all o f his pat ie n ce fro m .

"Oka y ,  w e wi ll just have to p r ac t ice again next  Satur da y .W e  ar e r unning out  o f tim e ."

"No ,  n o t aga i n."

"Are you  saying you don 't wan ttob e arou nd me ," Mar k teased. " That 's hurtfu l, Meg a n, besi d es youmay as  we llgetu se dtome . "
" Go odp oin t, I gue ss  y ou ar e go i n g to b e a roun d a l ot. Well, atlea st I ' llhaveRebek ah f or  comp ensati on,"Iteased back.

" Ouch ! Hey sin cewe 're  h ere,c ome in  wi thme andhelp me pic ko u t  a  present for Natha n. " 
W e return ed hom e  t wo hours la te r.I ha d justenou g htime towork o n  m ybiology  h omewor kbef ore  Meli s sa's  conce rt. This  time I was dressedp roperly and s i tt i n gi n th e f ront row. I  did n 't e venl au ghw hen I  sawNa t ha n  and Jackie enter h ol ding h ands;  funny how th at was wor k i n g out. A ll t h at talk about ret urned  missionar i es and s he wo uld be w riting am i ssionary , a fte r a ll. S ho rtly after th e y  cam ein, I s awMark. I  ha dn' t t hou gh t to askhim if h ewa nt ed  to  come .  I guess  M eli ss a h ad. H e  waved  at m e an dca m e t o sit i n  t h e  ope nse at n ext  t o me. 

Ag a in,  he clo sed his e yes ,  lis te ni ng to t he music, and  I  thought o fMr.  Walla c e . It was  too bad we couldn't ha v e broug hthim w ithus. After  th e conc ert ,  we al l went  back  t o o u r  apar t m en t f or  ice cream . The  grou pwasupbeatand silly as we ta l ked . Melissa was  so  thr i l le d t o  b e  fi ni s hed w ith her final c oncert ofth e  y ear and we all  c heeredfor her .

**  *

The  week fle w by in a  b lur. M uch  too soon,  I was s itting be h ind t h ewheel  of  Mark' stru ck ag ain. A f ter  a qu ick re fr esherfromla st week,  he directed me out ofthe pa rking  lo t and ont o t h e c ity stree ts.Nervously,  Icon centr ate d  hard  unt i lmyh andshurt from sque e zi ngt h esteering wh e e l . W e mad e o u r wayinto  the center of to w n where therewere d efi nit e ly t oo  many stops.
"Yo un e ed a cha nc e to practi ce chang in g  gear s, tur n righ t here. L et ' s
 over_to a_parking spot, and stopped_the truck._"Your_turn, I've_had_enough."

"You are so_close. Are you_sure you don't want_to practice on_the_real road?"

"Definitely not. I am done for the day." He was such a good_teacher._I wondered_where_he_got all of his patience_from.

"Okay, we will just have_to practice_again next Saturday. We are running out of_time."

"No,_not again."

"Are you_saying you don't want to be around me," Mark_teased. "That's hurtful, Megan, besides you_may as well_get_used_to me."

"Good point, I_guess you are going to be_around a lot. Well, at least_I'll have Rebekah for compensation," I teased_back.

"Ouch! Hey since we're here, come_in with me and help_me pick_out a present for Nathan."

We_returned home two_hours later._I had just_enough time to work on my_biology homework before_Melissa's concert. This time I was_dressed_properly and sitting_in_the_front row._I didn't even_laugh_when I_saw_Nathan and Jackie enter holding hands;_funny_how that was working out. All that_talk about returned missionaries_and_she would be writing_a missionary, after all. Shortly_after they came in, I saw_Mark. I_hadn't thought_to ask him if he wanted to come. I guess Melissa_had. He waved at me and_came to sit in_the open_seat_next to me.

Again,_he_closed his_eyes, listening to the music, and I_thought of_Mr. Wallace. It was too bad_we couldn't have brought_him_with us. After the concert, we_all went back to our apartment_for ice cream. The group_was_upbeat_and silly as we talked._Melissa was so thrilled to be_finished with her_final concert of the year and we_all_cheered for her.

* * *

The week_flew_by in a blur. Much too_soon,_I_was sitting behind the wheel_of Mark's truck again. After a_quick refresher from last week, he directed me out_of the parking_lot and onto the city_streets._Nervously,_I concentrated hard until my hands hurt from squeezing the_steering wheel._We made our_way into the center of town where there were definitely_too many stops.

"You need a chance to_practice changing gears, turn right here. Let's