The woman was delighted when Glade, as was her practice whenever she came across yet another new language, repeated the woman’s words with as fair a...copy of the strange nasal sounds as she could. However, the stream of bizarre sounds the woman followed with was too rapid and too difficult to pronounce for Glade to respond in any meaningful way. Glade didn’t learn very much of the Red Haired People’s language in the month of her recovery. It wasn’t simply an oral language. It was accompanied by. Why are our designs in inches?”“Because, builders and carpenters aren’t SMART enough to read that tape.” I chuckled.Greg slapped me on the back, “He’s HALF right. As a builder, I wish your plans WERE in feet and tenths. It’s just that I’d have to run classes to teach the carpenters.”“Linda, the real reason is, in some cases, the accuracy has to be closer than an eighth of an inch. If you’d like, I’ll gladly help you.”Greg chuckled, “If you’ll do the writing, the three of us can make short work. ” he replied with a smile. He pulled one of the roses out of the bouquet gracefully, not disturbing the rest of the bunch. “It’s not as pretty as you are, though.” “A flower AND a compliment.” she sighed. “One more nice thing like that, and you get a kiss, even if it is Jesse’s night.” “Where is Jesse?” he asked, looking around the living room. “She’s upstairs, doing her hair.” Jill replied. “Mom’s at work, so you’re stuck with me until she comes down.” “Oh, I wouldn’t call it stuck,. "I don't see you around much?" I fished."No. I don't want to play those parlor games. Just not my style." How did you end up here, with Jake?" I asked."You mean if I'm not a sex fiend?" Billy laughed. I felt my cheeks go a bit pink."Horses. Jake came looking for horses. All he had at the time were farm horses. Working horses you know?" Billy paused and waited for my nod. "He was looking for some good basic stock. People were pushing him to buy racers, and breeding stock and high dollar.