" The chieftain called out a good many names and places both nearby and quite far away until the cobbler heard his village named — but with none of ...he Wee Folk answering for it."Rollo Roundbottom of Muddlewick Village! Where is that lazy good for nothing Brownie? Has anyone seen him? He missed last year's meeting and the one the year before that too! I've a mind to give his drunken worthless hide another good drubbing that he won't forget for another twenty years!"Apparently, from the whispers. Have you been practicing at all Celia?”I did not know what they were talking about but I guess, I would find out later, probably.All of us sat down, snacks on the table, mostly vegetables like cucumber, carrots, some fruits left over from breakfast, tea, yoghurt and mango drink lassi and some coconut milk. We started the conversation about how erotic last weekend was and very addictively pleasant, not a bad word was spoken, not one jealous moment. Everybody was ok with everybody.I reminded that. Wednesday was a long agonizing way off.When Wednesday finally arrived I was at work a half-hour early. The receptionist made me wait until ‘Daisy Duke’ arrived to take me back up. This time ‘Daisy’ or more precisely Helen was in a very nice dress that showed just a hint of cleavage, her little waist, and her knees. She looked very professional. It was a huge contrast to the way she had looked the last time I had seen her.I was ‘processed’ that morning. I was photographed and fingerprinted, I. He was afraid of the future and wondered what life on Earth would be like and who this uncle was no one had ever mentioned, and he didn’t know he had.He found a recorded message on his multi com. He somehow must have missed the actual call. He had never seen a man look with a sour face into the visual sensor and said with a gruff voice. “That’s just great. Now I have to take care of my step brother’s teenager. I assume that would be you. Well, I won’t change my life because my dear brother.