His skin texture was changing, from course, masculine tone to a fine, satiny finish. His arms and legs were getting thinner. When he looked down, he n...ticed his right toes change into tiny hooks; his left toes became tiny eyelets. His legs spread outwards then stretched behind him and hooked together. Then he felt a sudden, sharp tug as his arms arched behind his back connected with his legs... or what had been his legs. He tried to speak, to tell Meredith one more time that he was sorry. But. Then Cindi moved on to the floor.Cindi turned up in the middle of the year, from somewhere up north, judging by her broad accent. She had put her name down early on Jiri's table for the mid-year dinner, unseating someone else, and making herself unpopular with the organizing forces in Jiri's clique. So, even before she had met anyone, she was on the wrong side of Jiri's friends.She ended up sitting next to Jiri. She was tall, and a bit thin, and a bit gawky. She was obviously feeling a bit. I hold no grudge against you. The important thing is I’ve found her. We want to get married.”“Well, in that case,” he began, “if she is here on a work visa, she needs to be gainfully employed. I’ve got a few forms that need to be signed by you two and the minister when you get married. After that, she’s as free to stay here as you and I.”“What about our child,” I asked.“Any children you have will be considered US Citizens,” he said.“This one was born after she was taken back to Mexico,” I said.. One of the items we discussed on the way to the ranch was the need for a new vehicle that could transport us all (additional wives too) together. We decided to look at Lincoln Navigators and the Ford Excursions in that order. Of course the other main topic of conversation was building the new house.When we reached Pueblo we ate a late lunch and then went to the architectural firm I had located. Since we did not have an appointment we had to wait for a few minutes to meet Gary Watson. By the.