Herrick and I were drinking something close to beer, though it wasn’t quite.“How are the reforms coming?” I asked in general, as either Manny or...Herrick were capable of answering.“Coming along slowly,” Amantil replied. “I’m running them through the Low and Common Courts which opens them to a lot more scrutiny, but does enable more workable laws.”“Why not the High Courts?” Kirim asked.“Because they’d shred them, block them and obfuscate for years,” Herrick replied for her.“But they’d obey a law. " I don't care what you've got to say. It's over. I'm sorry about what happened, but you should have kept your mouth shut!" Oh, is that so? Well I won't continue to bother you but I feel obliged to inform you of one little thing." She wanted him to believe he was in control for as long as possible. So he could dig himself a very deep hole."Why are we still playing this silly game? No one believes you and no one ever will. I don't want to tarnish your reputation more than I already have. "Hola mijo!"(hi honey) she says in Spanish. "Hola nana!" (hi grandma) I reply. I place my hands at her upper waist and pull her in for hug and light peck on the corner of her mouth. I stand at around 5 feet 5 inches so I got a quick peek down the loose buttoned part of her white blouse. I walk in and am comforted by the cozy decor. The Thanksgiving decorations, painted portraits of Mexican churches, and flowers cut from the garden. I walk past the kitchen and notice something good is cooking. I. So prim and proper but got wet easily and pregnant and now with a youngster.I got a job. Wouldn’t you? A little walking around money and something to do…people to meet, like, shall I say, Johnnie. We sold, or rather, rented TV’s and computers and things…pay as you go but have them now…for people with little credit…Johnnie would walk me home sometimes and flatter me along the way…”Do you know how people look at you?” No, I didn’t, but he would tell me…how my long auburn hair was gorgeous…how.