.. and a little rising heat at the underground coal fire. The area indians say the fire has been burning as long as they remember. Shame ... good coal... too. Low sulfur.I wonder if the fish are biting out at the old open pit scratchings. They were the first mines for the railroad.Well ... hush my mouth ... they’re laying new track on the abandoned railroad right of way. New ties too. Something’s up.State 345 used to be US87 but now it’s the road to Ranchester and points north.I stopped at the. I'll take care of it. I also think we'll both feeleasier if we had back-up. I'll put an ad in for someone with experiencewilling to work part-time." Leah flashed a smile of relief.Mattie, still overwhelmed by Helen's stroke, said she felt a littleguilty. She said that maybe if she had done a better job, Mattiewouldn't have strained so much and could have avoided the stroke.Afgter an hour, I finally convinced her otherwise and asked if she wereinterested in the opportunity I outlined, saying. Ye kahani shuru yese hui ki me in shewta aunty ko 10 saal se janta hu aur hum dono bde hi frank ya dost h to me unse aur vo mujhse saari baate share krti h aur unka husband dubai me kaam krta h aur 6 mahine me ya saal bhar me 1 baar aata h me unko dekh kr bda chodne ka man krta tha aurr rozzz unko soch kr muth marta tha aurEk din me unke ghar gya tab ghar bilkul khaali tha aur mene bina awwaz lagai me under chala gya aur mene kuch aawaz suni baathroom me to me bathroom ke gate ke key hole se. He smiles and starts taking off his calvin’s. As if moving automaticly like he always does before a shower. Not fully realising that his two gay neighbours are right there with him. Or maybe he does?“Maybe i can pay you with something else?” he says, looking straight into my eyes, handing me his sweaty underwear.Not letting go of his stare, not even once looking down on his now completly exposed, naked body i say: “It’s a big shower. You mind if we join.