A Lucky Break
A broken leg isn't always bad
A Lucky break by Cynthia O. Green I was, what you might call a late bloomer. I grew up in a protected household. Not exposed to boys much. Not really interested in boys until after what happened in this story. I went to a private all girl high school and was more interested in sports and academics than boys. Suddenly, or so it seemed, at sixteen I bloomed. Almost overnight I developed breasts, I mean real breasts. I start...