View of Love

The night before her trip didn’t seem to want to end as she lay there waiting for the lights to come on at six a.m., thus signifying that the curfew was over. She was as excited as a prom queen and it showed. Once curfew was over, she carefully bathed, washing everything twice because she had no perfume or anything else to make her smell feminine. Sitting on her bunk, she took great pains with her...