“You Nick?” Taylor said, walking up to the kid.“Who wants to know?” the kid asked in a nasally voice, turning toward Taylor.“I do. I’m try...ng to find Mary Jane Norris, and from what I’ve been told, you were the last one to see her.”“I have no idea who you’re talking about. Now beat it, I’m busy.”The look the bartender gave suggested he wouldn’t mind if Nick was busy somewhere else.“Look, her parents asked me to track her down and make sure she’s OK. You were pointed out, and described pretty. At that point I turned round and noticed that my boss was filming me asI vacuumed the room.I wasn't happy with the idea. However I appreciated being broughtinside away from the gaze of the men in the street and my other workcolleagues so I smiled at the camera as I worked. Then I picked up thefeather duster and dusted around the shelving.I did not know then what my boss was up to but she was preparing an e-mail to the office stating that as a result of my petitioning my bossfor transvestite. She had approached him when he was feeding the carrots to the Grey gelding. He asked her what she knew about the animal. Like Don, she too loved being with the ponies and had been riding all her life. They had discussed the pony’s good points and bad. Vera told him that he was a good mount but needed a stronger hand than she had.Bear had not tried to flirt with her, and she had decided he just wanted to know about the pony. But here he was sitting beside her. At the start of the meal, he didn’t. I thought it would be best if I got Jim and Steve separated before Steve started asking too many questions about how helpful Jim had been, or why."Steve? If you have time, I'd like to go over and watch practice with Bud and Jolene." Sure! Jim? You going to come along?" Steve asked.I jumped in before Jim could answer. "Jim, isn't Mom home by herself with the workmen? Don't you think it would be a good idea for you to keep her company with all those strange men in the house?" Uh. Yeah, Sam..