I knew my MIL has gone to some distant place to attend a function and she was not going to be back before evening. I was coming to his apartment for t...e first time.Though he was staying alone it was three times in size than ours. He had an old man as a part time servant. We settled in the living room. We were sitting on two sofas, on the corner of each sofa. During coffee I asked Prakash, do you feel that this medicine will work? Prakash looked away from my face. His voice suffocated, he. He and I, with the team leaders - the men and ladies he had picked for tomorrow’s trip - ate together.The afternoon meal was a joint meal; breakfast for those getting up for the evening shift and supper for the day crew. My salad tasted really good with fresh bacon bits, something I would remember when I got back home. The cook cooked the bacon super crispy and then broke it into little pieces.I asked the cook if we needed to get up a food order from home, or were they able to find everything. "What did you see up there?" Nothing but rock and mesquite," the girl answered stiffly. "Iactually didn't go too far. I... I don't even know where this gap ofyours is."George smiled politely at her. "If a person follows the road to whereit becomes rocky, he's in the Gap."Myra shifted uncomfortably. The nosy neighbor seemed to be watchingher face rather closely."Mrs. Fanning," George suddenly asked, "is Myra going to be stayinghere on the farm for a while?" I expect so," affirmed Irene. . .. and maybe that was wrong. But, all those years ago, when you wanted it so much and I ran away... maybe that was wrong, too."He paused, taking an even deeper breath."Christ," he muttered, "I'm so fucking confused about what's wrong and what's right after this, I don't know what the truth is anymore."Millie spoke up again, gently prodding her mixed-up uncle. "Don't know what they said when you two were kids, but these days it's simple. No more of that old-fashioned crap about what's right and.