When I started the tenth grade I had to ride the bus about 10 miles. The school was out in the country. At 16 I was old enough to drive but didn’t have a car or license. My best friend went there with me and it wasn’t too long until we were bumming rides with his older sister, Beth. She was pretty well put together but a little backwards. The girls in the school were cliquish and she wasn’t in the clique. Beth had plenty...