(Another Hot Wife Tale) The following winter I received notice of my 15th high school reunion to be held that spring.(Another Hot Wife Tale) The following winter I received notice of my 15th high school reunion to be held that spring. My family had moved halfway across the country one week after my graduation and I hadn't seen any of my high school friends in those fifteen years. I hadn't been the most popular girl in high school (I had been a little too "pudgy" -- too "husky" for that), but I had had a lot of friends and been active in several groups and clubs, and was anxious to see some old friends. Because of finances, I had missed my tenth reunion and regretted it. Fortunately, money wasn't a problem this time, and Phil readily agreed to go with me. My mom and dad agreed to watch Bobby for the long weekend. I quickly filled out the "what-have-you-been-up-to?" questionnaire and paid for our tickets. I knew it wouldn't be as big a reunion as the tenth or twentieth, but I was looking forward to going, anyway. My home town was fairly small, and I hoped most of the people I remembered would still be there. I began to check myself out in the mirror often. |