. I see. No. Durango was a sleepy little town shedding population like dandelion poofs. Every time the wind blew there'd be 10 families leaving town. ...here couldn't have been five thousand people here. I expected it to be a ghost town by now." How about the train?" David asked."There'd been an avalanche that destroyed a huge section of track. A million tons of cliff wiped out the bridge. The state said it was a local problem. There wasn't a tax base big enough to pay for repair. The narrow. The day had started when Ron came in saying, “Pete said, Give me some”. Ron had just turned 19 after hanging around Pete learning, then working for him. Pete had a small heavy equipment repair company. Owning a dump truck, back hoe, loader and several tractors, landscaping was his mainstay. A snow prediction had his phone ringing for snow removals which had them seeing dollar signs. Helen had laughed at Ron replying, “I'm sure he means breakfast, young man”. Ron ate and placing his plate into. He really is tall. His eyes spear mine with their tormented blue before sliding down to my mouth. His lips part slightly and I catch a glimpse of his tongue as it flickers absently over his bottom lip. The sight has me forcing myself to stand still as I would’ve pressed myself against him hard. His gaze moves on and I can see him tracing the line of my arched neck with them. Slowly his head lowered and his lashes sweep low over his eyes so that only a slit of that incredible blue is visible.. I crushed out my cigarette in theashtray, and turned to them, asking, "Natalie! Finally! What's going on?Who is this kid you called me about? What's her story?"FROM CATHY: There's much more to come folks. I'm posting this as aserial, but it's complete. No more unfinished stuff from me...I promise.Chapter Two.From before: "Natalie! Finally! What's going on? Who is this kid youcalled me about? What's her story?" We'd better go inside, to the nurses lounge, Ma'am. I really don't wantother ears to.