There was no way the handsome blonde farm boy could stop thinking about a pretty teacher as he walked away from the schoolhouse and headed in the direction of his home. Tom wished he could have gone back inside for the afternoon, but suspected that might be pushing things too far with his father. They usually stopped work for lunch at around two on the farm and he wanted to be back for that. He wondered if it was noticed that he was gone that morning, but it was too late to worry about it now.
The curse played on his lips as he thought about his father’s commitment to the farm and the fact that it meant Mary couldn’t come to live there straight away. At the same time, that very scenario was giving him the opportunity to play the game he was at the school. Pretending he was just a student
