C44 JANE FEARS

Other people were still dancing and having great fun. The hall filled, and the disco light kept on making everywhere colorful and bringing in more, fun. When Ponda's hands touched Max, he instantly felt the softness, and she smiled, "How old are you, Max?"

Max thought for a while and wondered why she asked, I am almost nineteen—"

"That means you are eighteen already," Ponda observed