Picket Fences! Part 34

On the other size of town at Arlene's place . . .

Arlene returned from her job at The Child Welfare Department and brought a co-worker home.

The co-worker who came home with her is Jimmy Martin. He's the same Jimmy who has been best friends with Arlene since they were childern.

Arlene fixed hamburgers for supper and invited Jimmy to stay and eat with her.

They decided to play darts. Arlene took her turn first.

Jimmy teased her playfully.

When she got mad, he tickled her . . .

And smiled that special smile, just for her. All the old feelings she once had for him, before she got distracted by Rhys, returned.

Then they went inside. The stereo was playing and Jimmy asked her to dance.

"Would you like to go out with me Saturday?", he asked while they were dancing.

"Yes, I would", she said.

She gave him a tender kiss goodbye when he said he had to go.

"Bye, I'll call you Saturday", he said.
"Bye Jimmy", said Arlene.

Then Jimmy left to go home.

Over at Rhys Sawyer's place the next morning . . .

Ryan called Kevin . . .
"Are you still coming over today?"

"Yeah sure, I'll be there in a few minutes."

When Kevin arrived Ryan was reading the newspaper.

"What you reading?", he asked Ryan.

"An article about our new school and there's pictures everybody", said Ryan.

"Hey, we look good!", said Ryan.

"Let me see", said Kevin.

"Yeah, you're right! We do look good", said Kevin.
Here's the article that was in the local newspaper:
Buford Falls gets a new school! The money for the new school was deposited in the school's bank account by an anonymous benefactor.

Mr. Mark Jordan became Principal after Mr. Edward Best retired last year.

Miss Janice Edwards has been the elementary school teacher for the past fifteen years.

Miss Janet Sims took over as the high school teacher, after Miss Maggie Rogers left town last year unexpectedly.

Miss Edwards' Class consists of the following students:
(Since there is no elementary school students at this time, Miss Edwards is teaching half of the high school students.)

Nancy Martin, daughter of Sam and Emily Martin

Heather MacAlister, daughter of Helen and the late James MacAlister
Kevin Anderson, son of Larry and Joy Anderson
Julie Edwards, daughter of Peter and Mary Lou Edwards
Miss Sims' Class consists of the following students:
Mary Ashley, daughter of Margaret and the late Steven Ashley
Ryan Sawyer Carlson, son of Rhys Sawyer and Jasmyn Carlson
Mike Jones, son of Ben and Betty Jones
Nathan Martin, son of Sam and Emily Martin
To be continued . . .