And i’ll admit it, people with money are strange sometimes. My father is the vice-president of a company, and we live in a really nice neighborhood....Our house is big but not lavish, but it’s more than enough for the four of us, including my sister Sara, who is two years older than me. She has long bleached hair, and a nice tanned, tight body. And back to my point about people with money, we’re a lot different than the other families around us. We don’t have dark family secrets, we don’t lie to. Ford was paying five dollars a day to his factory workers before the war, the boy recalled reading that somewhere. Five dollars was a lot of money. He had worked for about an hour and half and it was hot and he did sweat, but five bucks, wow. It took ten or twelve days on the paper route to make that.The next day, when he delivered the Star to the Rogers’ home, the lady was standing on the porch so he walked up and handed her the paper.“Do you know the Sandersons?” she asked. “The folks next. ’ I almost laughed, if I’d had the energy. I tried to shake my head instead. I think I managed a minor wiggle. I sighed and looked into the hearth. So, Cien had saved the day, I thought, and smiled. And he’s been visiting you every day, several times a day, a little voice inside me cheered. I felt a blush work it self up onto my face, and closed my eyes. ‘Is she awake?’ At the hushed voice, I opened my eyes, and found my face a few inches from Cien’s. ‘Aye, as you see.’ Maggie said in a merry. I mean yes, I have some.”“Could they work for you to help pay for us to eat?”“You don’t have to pay, I told you that all of you are my guests.”“Could we stay and work for you? I can work cattle also.”“So there’s your Papâ, you, your four sisters, and four vaqueros. How many women and who are they?”“They are how you say? Wife of the vaqueros. They are six, but one is Papâ’s amante one is my amante.”“How many cattle did you have?”“How you say? Ten thousand?”“TEN THOUSAND HEAD?”“Si. Is that too.