Tamar
"She skipped as she walked along the path with her mother. She was about 9 years old at that time and it was the summer holidays. She was starting at a new school in the Fall, a bigger, more prestigious school and had to prepare for their difficult interview processes. So mother and daughter were on their way to her tutor's house. Walking that path with her mother was one of their traditions, one that she treasured . Her mother would always drop her to the tutor's home, and promise to come back in an hour to pick her up after the session. Her tutor was a kind boy. He had just graduated high school, and was at his parents house for the holidays before the start of university. His mother was usually home during their tutoring sessions and sometimes the mothers would chat while the boy tutored her. They had been lucky to find someone who was free over the summer holidays in their small town. Her parents had known the boy's family since he was a li...