"You'll never guess who started working for us today," Luke said innocently."Who?" Ellen." Ellen who?" Jessie asked again."Ellen. The original brunett.... The old friend. You know, Ellen." What! That Ellen. The old girlfriend. She doesn't work for you, right?" Jessie ground out."No, she works in another area." Will you be able to work with her?" Oh yeah. It was nice to see her. But that was it. It was just seeing an old friend. Nothing more." Really?" Yes, really. She wasn't you. You have nothing. She explained to me the changes that I was about to go through in my mind and body. She also explained to me the concept of sex and gave me the whole lecture about the "birds and the bees". I never realized how cool she was in explaining all this to me as parents rarely teach their c***dren about sex even in this day and age.Things were going on pretty smoothly until one fateful day my father suffered a very mild heart stroke that rendered him to the bed for an entire month. It was nothing too. It’s called the Golden Rule. Besides most people are interesting and sharp in their own way. I’ve learned a lot by listening. I think that when people know you care, they are freed to care also.”Beth had tears in her eyes. “Gerald, that’s you and people react to you. You’re also very smart and don’t have an ego about it. I noticed in meetings that you didn’t hog the proceedings and were very willing to give credit to all retaining none for yourself. You are hard to resist.” She turned toward me. The marshal didn't have anything to offer and left soon after finishing his beer. Meanwhile, the swamper had cleaned up the mess, so there was nothing left of the excitement but a wet spot on the floor where he had mopped up the blood. Ed and Jane considered this as nothing but another day at the office and ordered another beer while they asked the bartender if he had any news that they could use. The bartender was no more helpful than the marshal had been, so they moved on to another saloon.