Once Upon a Good Life

 . . . I think we also found pleasure in the fact that it was our little secret and knowing something no one else was aware of perhaps heightened our little charade. Although, I'm sure Nora, the maid, suspected something. We had no other worries. School and Rita's boyfriend were far away from the moments we were together. We lived each day for each other. I thought about her every day and every moment I was I awake. I often fell asleep picturing her beautiful smile as I slipped into sleep . . . to continue reading . . .