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David wouldn’t notice. She realized she was still holding the dishrag, and placed it on the table.
    I’m being so silly
, Summer decided.
After all, he can’t possibly be interested in me. A Chalmers boy, as handsome as David, and a senior at that
…No, Summer was sure he must have a dozen girls interested in him. He was just being nice and polite while they worked together. For some reason, Summer relaxed. Since she didn’t stand a chance with him, why try? She would just enjoy this evening and be herself. Besides, she really wasn’t any good at gushing anyway. It wasn’t her style.
    The pressure was off. Summer found herself talking freely, telling David all about the co-ed school she attended. They discussed the merits and drawbacks of both schools. David seemed so relaxed and actually looked as if he was interested in what she had to say.
    “Why are you here tonight?” Summer asked at one point. She decided she’d sounded too blunt, and hurried to add, “I mean, I come every Monday night and I was just wondering why I haven’t seen you here before.”
    “This is my first time,” David replied. “My grandfather has a heart condition and can’t drive the car anymore, so I volunteered to bring him. He likes to play bingo.”
    “My grandfather loves bingo. He plays at least twenty cards at a time,” she exaggerated.
    “So does my grandfather,” David said, and then chuckled. “Has your grandfather ever won a jackpot?”
    “No, but he says he’s always close. Too close to give up,” Summer replied. “I walk with him to the church every Monday night, rain or shine. He wouldn’t miss bingo for anything,” she confessed.
    “Will you be here next Monday helping out again?” David asked.
    “Sure,” Summer answered. “What about you? Will you be coming back?” she asked the question as casually as she could.
    “If you’re going to be here, I will be.”
    David seemed embarrassed at what he had just said;his cheeks actually turned pink, and Summer’s stomach did a double flip.
    “Yes, I’ll be here,” she answered quickly. Inside she was screaming with joy.
    The rest of the evening went by in a blur, and soon it was time to collect her grandfather and start home. David offered to drive them, but before Summer could agree to that plan, her grandfather stated that the walk was his only exercise. Summer hid her disappointment. She was on cloud nine…David had asked her for her phone number!

Chapter 3
    T he next morning Summer was running late and had to race to get Michael ready for his swimming lesson. He looked terribly silly walking beside her in a lemon yellow swimsuit and his red winter boots, but Summer didn’t have time to argue with him. At least he had promised to remove the boots and the red towel when he was in the pool. Summer only had time to put on a pair of her mother’s sunglasses and hope that no one recognized her.
    They were standing on the corner of High Drive and Meyer Boulevard when Summer heard her name called. She recognized the singsong voice immediately. Ann Logan.
So much for the disguise
, Summer thought with a sigh. She removed the sunglasses and squinted at Ann.
    “I’m so glad I spotted you,” Ann said, leaning outthe window of her sports car. “I wanted to invite you to a little swim party I’m having next Wednesday. I do hope you can come.” She giggled. “Of course, you’ll have to bring a date,” she added with a smirk, “but if you can’t find one, call me and I’ll see what I can do.”
    “I’m sure I can find a date, Ann. Thank you for inviting me,” she said sweetly. She wanted to add “Why did you invite me?” but thought she knew that answer. Ann liked an audience to stand on the sidelines while she reigned as Miss Popularity with the boys.
    The stoplight changed, and Ann waved a dramatic farewell before gunning the motor. Both Summer and Michael watched her zoom off. Ann Logan was one of the few sophomores who had turned sixteen and had