And Miles To Go
Sandy had been fourteen years old when Tom
had first seen her streaking by him on the track. He
couldn't get her off his mind. He plastered his bedroom
walls with newspaper articles about her and framed
pictures of her. He daydreamed about her all the time.
When he finally got to meet her, his happiness knew
no bounds. But now that he was dating her and even
occasionally getting to kiss her, he still didn't feel he
knew her. She was maddeningly elusive. He knew he
had a one-track mind, but what choice did he have.
He would have to stay in the running until he caught
up with her.
