His meals were horrible. He was forced to have breakfast at a truck stop near the highway, lunch at a fast food burger place, and dinner at a hick tow... family restaurant with plain American fare. He’d kill for a good steak.There was a knock on the door. He went over to the window and looked out to see who was knocking. He swore at seeing two state troopers standing there. There was a third man wearing a suit and tie. “They take this no smoking shit way too seriously here.”He shouted, “Hold on a. He would be in despatch and was the only packer who would not forsake his suit and tie, much to everyone's amusement.I didn't mind the Christmas rush. It kept me busy at a time when my calling was an interruption to my customers. My sister usually invited me for Christmas, which was not much fun as she would bring our conversation round to what went wrong in my marriage. A subject that I tried to avoid as assiduously as she would try to talk about it. I lived my life and let others get on with. She had him wear the heels to get used to them. She told himto walk around the block to get used to the heels. He left to go aroundthe block. He got a little more than halfway around when he met Peter Hughes.Peter was a bully and had picked on him before. Peter saw him andrecognized him. He stopped him and said he now looked like he should.Then he said that he was missing something. Peter took him by his arm andled him into his house. Inside he asked his sister where the doll wasthat she. Natalie was looking about her furtively. Her companion had removed his jacket and put it over the seat behind him. He got up and made for the toilets. The amazed pair saw Natalie lift the wallet from the man's jacket and put it hurriedly in her own handbag, which she snapped shut hurriedly and with every appearance of guilt.Soon the young man came back. Natalie kissed him on the forehead and rose to her feet and left, leaving the walletless young man to finish his drink. Before the pair could.