Apparently, I was the only one hearing train whistles, but it certainly felt real to me and I held to the conviction my mind was not playing tricks on...me.The venison steaks and the biscuits made with the last of our Saint Louis flour helped restore my stable spirits and I had Kit take in the slack on my clothes so I didn’t look like a scarecrow when I stood up in front of the men and gave the new orders for the day.I have to admit the females were pestering me for some nocturnal stress. She appeared very cheerful and excited, touching his arms as she talked to him. This, more than anything else, made me angry. They drove back to her place of work and all went inside.So far, Nancy hadn't done anything wrong except that she forgot to mention to me she sometimes went out to eat out with male as well as female co-workers. But, more important still, the four of them who had gone to lunch, had been acting as if they were two couples, not as friends or co-workers, and this was what. Turns out that his mother had volunteered him to help out a recently widowed woman a few years younger than me. He’d quickly discovered that she’d been quite sexually active with her late husband and missed it a lot. Too soon to date, so she wondered if he’d bang her regularly and discreetly.She was pretty athletic and good looking too so it was an attractive offer. But he wanted to do it honestly as far as Vicki was concerned. Vicki hugged him and said it would only be fair considering her. Frank decided to answer the first part of the statement, and ignore the second."Thanks boss — but luck won't have anything to do with it," he said, as he excited, the double glass doors slowly shutting behind him.Shit, thought Frank, I'm almost 38 years old, and my boss still wants to control me like I was a 12-year-old.Frank was already skating on thin ice, time wise.The road construction on the freeway that led to the airport, which was supposed to be finished a week ago, was the final blow..