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There is a point where innocence, curiosity, desire, courage, opportunity, knowledge, experience and just dumb luck all collide. Today is that day for two people living miles apart just across the street from each other. Our story begins like most, in a residential block in any mid-sized city. A typical neighborhood, on a quiet street just a couple of blocks from about anything you think of. Two churches are within six blocks, a supermarket is over on the main street four blocks away. An elementary school as well as a junior high school, neighborhood pharmacy, barbershop, beauty parlor, gas station, a single screen movie theater, a hardware store, three small restaurants and laundry is all within walking distance. On one side of the street lives Fred and his parents. Named Fredrick Theodore Rothsc***d at birth, his parents always called him Fred, while his grandmother on his mother's side never called him anything except Freddie - unless she scolded him for something. He is a typical eleven year old. Fred is a sixth grader at the elementary. He is a little over four and one half feet high. A healthy build, by no means can he be considered fat, but he has a slight doughboy look. He has brown curly hair and brown eyes. He liked riding his bicycle and read every science fiction magazine and comic book that he could get his hands on. Across the street lives Rebecca Anne Lawrence. Her parents and friends call her Becky. She is a ninth grader at the Junior High. She is a full ...

... three years older than Fred, but they have a friendly neighborly relationship in spite of the age difference. In fact if the truth be known, she sees him as her little b*****r that she never had. Not in an overt way, but from her bedroom, she can see him come and go from his house. She has seen when the other k**s have walked with him, and she has viewed as others have picked on him in front of his own house. She can sense his moods when she sees him from her vantage point. Her house is an Edwardian Classical House built around 1917. It is the oldest house in the neighborhood, built by a wealthy lumber yard owner. Fred's f****y home is an Arts and Crafts style house that was built in the 1920's . It didn't have the square footage that the Lawrence's house does, but he has his own bedroom. In Fact, both houses faces each other and the c***dren's bedrooms can be seen by the other between the break in the trees that is a view afforded to no other rooms in either house. The way the houses sit, the view from either bedroom also allows the driveway of the other house to be seen. They were both latch key k**s. Usually they were alone between the end of the school day until six or six thirty when their parents got home. Becky normally gets home about fifteen minutes before Fred his way to his home. Her routine is to stop by the kitchen, grab a beverage then head up stairs to her bedroom. As she ascends the mahogany staircase, at the landing her door is to the right. Opening the door, and ...