Flash-The-Fox

"I'm twenty-six." I held my breath. "I would'a never guessed," I said, trying to play off my shock. "How old are you, Rory?" She turned her amber eyes on me and waited expectantly. "I'm… uh," I stammered. "Its okay, kid. You can tell me."  I didn't want to lie to Estelle, but I didn't want to scare her away from me. She was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen and I was in love with her! "I'm… I'm… six-teen," I said slowly with shame, and cringed away from Estelle. She stared for a second, then laughed. "It ain't funny!" I yelled, a smile on my face. I was glad that she didn't stop talkin' to me. I said a silent