The mother and daughter (Pamela and Zandra) would talk to me and occasionally cook for me, but I thought they were just being nice. Pamela worked nigh... shift at Heathrow Airport, so she was gone most nights from about 7pm, getting home each morning between 6 and 7am. Zandra worked dayshift, also at the airport, so she would come home early evenings just as her mother was getting ready to leave.After a few weeks I was getting bored of sitting in my room watching TV, so I started to venture out,. Tim had not had a chance to meet Coach Shack yet, but he figured he probably never would since he had his own way of treating injuries. The coaches and training staff quickly filled up the back half of the small bus with equipment and left a little room for the trainers to ride as well.Tim washed his hands and stared at himself in the mirror for a few moments. He was having trouble believing this was all happening to him. He was lost in memories of his previous life and trying to think of what. No spark. I recognized the problem right away as it had happened three years prior. I got off the seat and opened up the hood. Right away I smelled the urine.“Mice.”“Mice?” Lisa looked at me inquisitively.“Yes, mice. This happened before. They take the dried grass clipping from around the blade enclosure and build a nest under this plastic cover over the motor. In this model the starter is right below where they nest and their urine seeps into the motor and somehow binds some part of the. “I want to talk to you.”Chris turned his back to her and lay back down.“Well I don’t want to talk to you. And I think that you said everything that you had to the last time we spoke.”Okay, maybe this won’t be as easy I thought. Christie knew that she had some serious damage to repair. She crawled into bed behind Chris, and pushed her body up against his.“Hailey called me tonight. She told me what happened. She’s really upset.”“That’s none of your goddam business.”Shit, he was stubborn. .