'Charlie waits for me outside the school gates, leaning against his Ford and smoking Camels. Charlie's cooler than anyone I know. He wears a black windbreaker and has his hair done real high and slick. I run to him as soon as the bell rings and let him kiss me right there against the car. I don't care what the girls in my class say - none of them have a boyfriend as cool as Charlie, who's been out of school for years and doesn't have to earn his wages on some dumb old farm...' 

 (Publication abstract)