The horse looks okay. The wagon won’t hold us all, but we can take turns riding.”One of the other women laughed. “I humped a guy for five wheels...of cheese, and Tawny got a cask of wine for fucking a fat farmboy.”Mindblind laughed at the absurdity of the horse-trading – literally in at least one case – that the women had done for their services. “Sounds like business is good.” He then nodded to the woman who emerged from the kitchen with his breakfast and sat it down in front of him.“I know that. A leather dog collar was fastened around my neck. I was forced to bend forward at the waist and a chain was stretched from my collar to the floor so that I couldn't straighten up. The rope that was twisted in my hair was pulled back and wrapped around my waist so that I couldn't lower my head. Yet another chain was attached to the back of my collar. This one seemed to stretch up to the ceiling. Finally, a large, leather strap was cinched around my waist and that, too, was suspended from the. We can take turns watching while the other catches some sleep,’ I offered. ‘In the morning I’ll clear away this crap. Maybe we can find some breakfast under it.’ She sat back down, pulled her jacket closer around her and stuck her hands into the pockets, her eyes on me, her face hard. She sure didn’t talk much. I sat down in a place where I could watch the ruined storefront by the last light of a cloudy sky. I took off my ruck but kept it close, extracting my dirty sweater to pull it over my. I don't want her any more embarrassed then she needs to be. I'm going to miss her while she's gone." I know Mark. When she comes back she will be back to her old self." I hope so."I finished my chores and went to bed. I wanted to be there early to say my goodbyes before Jenny had to leave.Monday morning I skipped my chores. I knew that I would be home much earlier then normal with the transfer. I would have more than enough time to finish them later. I arrived at the hospital just as breakfast.