He he was also my rudderthat kept me on course. He would be gone less than a week, but even thatwould test me to the max.Nixing the idea of going back...up to my room (that was the last placeAustin and I had been together) there was nothing to do but roam thehouse. After my thirty- third circuit (Okay,maybe it was only thethirty-second I wasn't really counting) I dropped on to the couch.Grabbing the remote I switched on the television and began surfingaround for something to take my mind off my. “There were days I felt like you failed you and your mom and your brother & sister,” Manny admitted.“You’re were a good dad.”“Thanks! What I’m saying is that it’s normal to feel this way. I sometimes thought that raising my family down South would negatively impact y’all compared to your cousins in New York. Or, that my business would fail and we’d lose the house and be on the streets.”“I had no idea, man,” Miles. “I think it turned it out pretty.”“Yeah! It turned out very well. Your mom stuck. I’m sorry about your loss.”“Our loss?” I wasn’t sure if the word had gotten out.“Yes sir. I mean the death of Mr. Mick. He was a fine man.”“Thank you for that Shaw. We’d like to put up the mules for the night and have them brushed and fed,” I said, pausing for a long time. “Mick’s body is in the back. It’s wrapped up in canvas. If you have a canvas, I’d like to wrap him up a little more.”“I have just the thing. It’s canvas used for wagon covers.”“Fine, where should I drive the wagon?” Rory. After dinner and kids slept, he started to talk. He was very sad about what had gone on with him that day. Slowly I made him comfortable to share it with me. He said, malikon muje kaam pe lene ko manjoor huwe hai. I was surprised, I asked him, is mein pareshan hone ke kya bath hai? Ye tho khushi ki bath hai. Then he was quiet for some moment and then he said wo log muje kaam mein lene ko daam rakke hai. I asked kitna paisa dena padega. He said paise ke bath nahi hai. He stopped I insisted him.