"What's this?" I asked."Manna," she answered."I thought 'manna' was how Mexicans said tomorrow." I wondered what the stuff really was."Mañana is Span...sh for tomorrow," she said patiently. "Eat your food." Okay," I said doubtfully. I wasn't one to try too much foreign cooking. Fat back and beans and poke salad was fine for me. If I wanted something fancy, I get me some ham and okra. Then I took a taste. My mouth went to heaven all by its own self. Whatever that stuff was, it was good. "Holy. Had he gone there more than once? Was he a volunteer? I’d remembered the little tidbit because it didn’t fit any of the patterns of the other Nelson employees. They all worked killer hours, well most of them did. Down time usually went in one of two directions -- catch-up chores or social.Charity work, though admirable, was an anomaly. A small one, but I didn’t have anything big to work on. Nor medium.Like so many cases I work on, the Great Laundry Caper had looked puzzling from the outside,. " This all sounded too good to be true for Michelle's generally reserved, suspiciousnature. "What's the catch, Philip dear?" she asked, her suspicious siderising to the occasion. "No catch, Michelle," he replied. "Let's just you and me bringour little fantasies to reality for one short weekend. Trust me." Where have I heard that before, Witchie thought dryly. "We have the rest of our lives to think about – and remember – andI am always looking for good story ideas. I hate to use the expression. I was also in movies. I found that the two conflicting feelings sort of canceled each other out. I think I won some of them over when I could do my interviews in broken Spanish.The airport police showed up and made us move out the exit. That might have been a mistake because there was a large crowd of fans waiting outside.“What should we do?” I asked Fritz.We could see the team’s bus was at the far side of the pickup lane, and my teammates were getting on.“I think it would be safer to just push.