"When I finally caught up with Abraham Trahearne, he was drinking beer with an alcoholic bulldog named Fireball Roberts in a ramshackle joint just outside of Sonoma, California, drinking the heart right out of a fine spring afternoon.
We were staying after school he got us detention we are working out problems on the board when the teacher left. While doing so he grabs my waist I push on him away. He pinned me to the wall kissing me. I was surprise but I suddenly kiss him back.