At the age of fifteen Jane took a notion to come and live with me in Fontana for a couple of semesters. I can’t say it was the most tranquil period of my life, but I wouldn’t have missed it for all the tea in...
She may be an old married lady, like Janet and Jane and Debbie—she may be a brand-new bride like Marisa and Terry and Anita—but when June comes around, she remembers . . ....