The door to my room was closed but had a pretty large keyhole to see out of. I heard my mom open the door and started watching through the keyhole. It...was the local shopkeeper Javed who came to deliver the groceries. He had a small supermarket type shop outside our building.He must be in his 30s but looked strong as a bull and had a tough guy reputation. Everyone in the society knew him for a long time and in spite of having a lot of servants he used to deliver our groceries personally.“Namaste. I was thinking furiously about the dream I'd just had. I had had a front row seat of the fight between the two demigods, Landkur and Minturi! I had a feeling the goddess of nature, Vostich Landkur's mother, my great great grandmother was once again exerting her will and power.Everytime I thought about the power she had demonstrated to me, and through me, I was amazed anew. To be able to put me into someone's memory... or was it her memory of the battle?I felt a slight pull. I turned until I. "I think I came in late on this," Bud said. "What are we talking about?" Jolene didn't tell you?" I said."No." It just never came up," Jolene said.There was a long pause during which no explanation was forthcoming. I waited for Jolene. Jolene waited for me. Steve tried to look innocent. Bud looked around at each of us, becoming more curious by the second."Well..." I began."Please!" Steve said. "It's not something I'm proud of." What?" Jolene said in a shocked tone."Yeah, what?" Bud said."Steve. "Inaddition to your body being broken down by all those 20 hour days, youhave been exposed to that treated chicken feed. Some others who havebeen exposed to that develop female hormones in their bodies. You mightwake up one day with soft breast tissue - or failing male response." Inother words - sounds like working with hens may just turn you into one. Not that I ever felt like the cock of the walk - pardon my French.We Combs boys were always short and lean with pleasant faces. AfterDoris.