Cleo, my next door neighbour, got herself into some kind of minor trouble the year before. Not a police matter. Apparently she stayed out ‘way late with a couple of girlfriends and come home smelling of cigarette smoke. So her parents grounded her and then transferred her to an exclusive private school where they were pretty strictly watched and had to wear uniforms.
It was the uniform I liked. She wore one of those short plaid skirts and white knee socks, which left a lot of nice tanned leg showing. On