thinking

I got a email from Helen saying are you sick , you haven't blogged today. I have been thinking of days gone by. It was a rainy day in October, I was 18 , Clayton was about 11 years old I think. Richard had quite school, Richard always was the smart one in the bunch.
Joel Bell was our bus driver and he was my age. I had a crush on Joel.When the bus pulled up to let us off there sat 2 year old Helen, necked as a jay bird and relieving her bowel. i could have died!We got off the bus, Clayton's face was red and I am sure mine was also. After the bus went on i said come on Helen let's go into the house.
No one said anything to her she was the BABY.
I thought the next day it would be all over school about Helen but no one said a word. I guess they had little sisters at home.