. my... cards."I bent over her and put my hands on her shoulders. "It's okay, Willie. We'll go there first thing in the morning and get your cards." Y...u... should... There are... boxes... under... the... bed. You should... keep... them." She was fading fast."Okay. We'll get the boxes, too." I watched as she struggled to stay awake. I couldn't help it. I looked directly into her powder-blue eyes. "We'll bring your cards and the boxes. But now it's time to go to sleep. Do you trust me?" She. Fortunately the latest government was very pro-immigrant and low to moderate paying jobs were abundant in the area meaning lots of families with four or five kids or more for every two parents. As the school year ended I also got a part-time job for the summer as relief staff counselor for a large local Mental Health Non-Profit Network using my secondary career, counseling that I was forced into when being a teacher looked impossible. We also had recently closed on a run-down house north of. Can't we just leave things like they are?" You're kidding right? You've been gone for twenty years, you blow back in here as if nothing happened and say to me, 'things are what they are Mom, don't ask questions.' Oh no, you have to give me something so I'll understand what happened."Mike looked around his old neighborhood and finally said, "Not out here." Then perhaps you should come in." His mother offered and stepped aside to let her son in the house. Mike stepped inside and right away the. "I can sense their magical power!"It was then that a much older woman rose from a bed of straw at the back of the hut and walked toward us. Our hostess showed her the skull."My poor husband Hissta!" the woman cried, as if some sadness had crept into her eyes. "He went out one day to hunt, and I never saw him alive again." It gives me joy to see a family have closure!" the Goddess said calmly. "They're happier now." So it would appear!" I said. .