They cold tell that Caroline looked very bitter, when they sat down beside her. Tommy noticed that she had several photo albums next to here. For a few seconds, Caroline stared at them.

"You look familiar," Caroline said to Kimberly. "Have we met?"

"No, I don't think so," answered Kimberly. "Why?"

"You look similar to my daughter," stated Caroline.

"Who's your daughter?" asked Kimberly.

"Her name was Kimberly Hart. Last year, Kimberly and her boy friend came up missing. Both of them ditched school and went swimming in the lake. People found evidence that they had both drowned. Their swimsuits washed up to the shore line," explained Caroline. "People accuse her for what happened to her and her boy friend. His name was Tommy Oliver. I grew up with his mother and she was my best friend."

"Are you still friends now?" asked Tommy.

"NO!" snapped Caroline. "She blamed my daughter for the incident. Jan said that Kimberly wrote her son a break up letter and then sent him a letter asking him to meet her at the lake. She says she's mad because Kimberly broke her son's heart and then had him to ditch school. I knew my daughter. She loved Tommy so much. They were inseparable and they were best friends. I got engaged to a French painter and was moving to Paris. He proposed to Kimberly at an engagement party he planned for her."

"I heard this story a lot over the past year," explained Tommy. "I saw a boy I went to school with. He told me that his parents thought he was still alive because they found his zeonizer and communicator in his backpack."

"Only James thinks Tommy is still around," corrected Caroline. "Jan gave up on finding Tommy a long time ago. She came to Paris to tell me what happened. We got into a fight."

"Over what?" asked Kimberly.

"Over our children," snapped Caroline. "Jan said both of the letter were in Kimberly's hand writing. I think something happened to her and Tommy went to find her. And something happened along the way. Someone probably sat up the scene. If Tommy and Kimberly really did drown, they would have found their bodies in the lake. GUESS WHAT? THEY DIDN'T!"

"I'm sorry," Kimberly answered.

"Thank you, that means a lot me. Jan said I was making excuses for Kimberly," Caroline said angrily. "Jan told me that she didn't want nothing more to do with me. And she said she didn't want to anything else to do with Kimberly, if we ever find her. She said if she found Tommy, she wouldn't let him have anymore to do with my daughter."

"What happened after that?" asked Tommy.

"I couldn't believe she'd prevent my daughter from seeing Tommy. I decided that if I ever find Kimberly, she'd be on a plane to Paris and I wouldn't let her see Tommy again. That boy was really close to Jan. He'd give into her and hurt Kimberly," said Caroline. " If Jan convinced him that Kimberly wrote the letter, he'd listen."

"You don't know that," informed Kimberly. "We went to school with both of them. They were best friends and loved each other."

"I heard after Tommy got the break up letter, he yelled and said he hated my daughter," declared Caroline. "I wouldn't want that for Kimberly."

"Do you think Tommy and Kimberly could still be out there?" asked Tommy.

"I honestly don't know," replied Caroline. "If they are, Tommy wouldn't be with Kimberly. If Kimberly is being held hostage, he wouldn't go to her. He'd find another girl friend. I know if Kimberly wasn't held hostage, she wouldn't go into hiding for a year. It isn't like her."

"What if Tommy is really with her, what would you do?" asked Kimberly.

"I don't know," replied Caroline. "I wouldn't let her marry him."

"Maybe they are some where and don't have a way to contact their family," suggested Tommy. "I knew both of them. If they are some where and didn't have a way to contact their families, they could've gotten married."

"I'd be very mad if I found out Tommy Oliver was my son-in-law!" yelled Caroline. "I wouldn't want him around. He's a horrible person. Tommy would cheat on Kimberly. Tommy is tall and muscular and he wouldn't want my daughter she's small and petite. He isn't very clean either. He didn't take baths every day and he never brushed his teeth. He wrote on his chest with lip stick and he isn't not very attractive. His skin is rough and tough. If she married him, she'd want her own room. She wouldn't want to share a bedroom or a bed with him. She used to share a room with him when they were little. Sometimes, when they were scared they'd sleep together. She told me she hated that. When he used to hug my daughter, his skin was so rough it cut her skin. His skin is like sharp glass. I don't think she'd want him to hug her or kiss her. She didn't like it when my ex-husband tried to hug or kiss her. I swear if I learned my daughter married him, I wouldn't go around her. She'd be with that Oliver boy and she'd turn out just like him. Both of you look like a nice couple. What are your names?"

"My name is TJ," lied Tommy. "And this is my wife Ann."

"I didn't think you'd be married!" gasped Caroline. "You look like you are in your teens."

"We got married yesterday," smiled Tommy. "We married in the wedding chapel in the mall no one came to our started an ugly room about us and it turned our friends against us. It even made our parents quit having anything to do with us. Ann and I want to have a life together. She's been my best friend since we were born. We didn't want anyone to control our life."

"So, it's just two of you?" asked Caroline.

"Yes," answered Kimberly. "We're making the best of what we have. TJ and I don't care about where we'll end up because we have each other. That's the all thing that matters to us."

"I don't need to be nosy, but why do you have all of those photo albums" asked Tommy.

"I'm getting rid of these," explained Caroline. "They pictures of Tommy and Kimberly growing up. Jan and I took they pictures to Wal-Mart. Both of us made a copy of every picture in this album. However, I cropped Tommy out of my pictures. And Jan cropped Kimberly out of her pictures. But, we didn't make copies of the engagement pictures. Niether one of us want to be reminded that our children were going to marry. When I get to the nearest trash can, I throwing away these pictures. It really hurts to do it, but I don't want to be reminded that Tommy was Kimberly's best friend. And I don't want even think about him being engaged to my daughter."

"We know it is painful. If you give us the albums, to us we will get rid of them," lied Kimberly.

"You would really do that for me?" smiled Caroline.

"Yes, we would," lied Tommy. "Just let us have the albums and we'll throw them in a dumpster. That way no one else will find them."

"Thank you," cried Caroline. "I'm getting of at the next stop. I am going back to Paris. Jan called me and said she had these pictures. We cropped this pictures yesterday. I stayed at a hotel. She gave me these albums and didn't want them. I don't want them either. These picture are from the time Tommy and Kimberly were born up until the engagement party."

The bus stopped and Caroline grabbed her stuff. She left the photo albums with Tommy and Kimberly.

"Merry Christmas," stated Kimberly.

"Don't wish me a Merry Christmas!" yelled Caroline. "I don't celebrate Christmas or any other holidays any more. Not even birthdays!"

Caroline walked off the bus and headed to the air port. Once Caroline was gone, Tommy and Kimberly began to look at the pictures. They saw pictures of them when they were born, their first day of Kindergarten, all of their birthdays, every year at Halloween, Christmas, pictures during the summer break, their first day of high school, and the engagement party. Tommy found their baby books too.

"I can't believe your mom hates me," Tommy said sadly.

"Her daughter loves you," smiled Kimberly.

"Beautiful, I love you too," replied Tommy." Even though we learned that your mom hates me and my mom hates you, I'm glad we saw Caroline. I thought we'd never see these pictures again."

They unzipped their suit cases and Kimberly put six albums in her suit case; Tommy put the other six in his suit case. All of the albums were small and they had enough room to put them in their suitcases.

"When we find a place to stay, I want us to buy picture frames," said Kimberly. " I want to frame the picture of us snuggled up together in the hospital. And I want to frame some of the other pictures too."

"Is one from our 7th birthday?" asked Tommy. "I think you want to frame the picture of us blowing out our candles and you kissing me against the wall."

"I want to frame those pictures," smiled Kimberly. "And our engagement pictures and wedding pictures."

"Can we only frame pictures of us for now?" asked Tommy. "I love my parents and I know you love Caroline. I don't want to be reminded that Jan and Caroline hate each other."

"I was getting ready to ask you the same question," admitted Kimberly. "I am fine with the idea. I am stunned that your my mom hates you. And your mom hates me. I'm glad we didn't go to Paris."

"It feels like we are Romeo and Juliet," added Tommy. "We're in their position. They ran away to be together and that is what we're having to do."

"I know," Kimberly said sadly. "At least we are still together. That all that matters to me. I hate that my mom said all of those things about you. Tommy, none of those things are true."

"What do you think about my body?" asked Tommy. "Do I look ugly."

"Tommy, every time look at you I see the little boy that I feel in love with at seven years old," reassured Kimberly. "You have beautiful heart, a beautiful soul, and you're a wonderful person. I don't care what you look like. I still think you are attractive with or without clothes. And I know you don't write on your chest with lip stick."

"What about my skin?" asked Tommy. "Is my skin rough? Does it cut your skin, when I hug you? Do you want to stop hugging and kissing on you."

"There's nothing wrong with it," smiled Kimberly. "I love the feel of your smooth skin. That's why I always rest my head against your chest or shoulder. I love it when you hold; and no one is a better kisser, than you."

"Is it true you complained about sharing a room with me, when we were little?" asked Tommy. "Did you complain when I got in bed with you, when you were upset over your parents divorcing or when we got kidnapped by Ed?"

"I never complained," promised Kimberly. "I liked getting to share a room with you. And I loved having you next to me when I was scared after we got kidnapped, when my parents were fighting, and when my parents divorced. I always felt safe. When I got older, it was harder to sleep because our parents wouldn't let us sleep together when we were upset or scared. Now, since I'm married to you, I'll be close to you all night, every night. Last night I loved it when you held me all night. I was hurting over what your mom said about me. When you held me in your arms last night, I knew that one person loved me and I could sleep."

Tommy pulled her into a kiss. He didn't tell Kimberly his secret yet. Tommy thought Caroline knew who they were. Or at least she had an idea who she was talking to. He knew he couldn't keep his secret from her for long. Tommy decided that he was probably going to tell her when they were alone.