She moved into the house across the street when I was fifteen. She was fourteen. I was dumb struck. I had never seen a girl like Lilly before, and probably never will again. I had to have her. I fell in love from the first moment I saw her. My father returned from work at his usual time of 5:30 in the afternoon.I ran out to tell him we had new neighbors. He told me he already knew that. He said he had met Mr. Smith on Saturday when I was camping out. He asked if I had met the daughter yet. I told him I hadn't met her. I had just seen her from across the street. Dad smiled a knowing smile. You know how fathers can be. He didn't tell me till later that he had invited the Smith family over for a cook o