But for now just bring me the special.’ I turned back to the kitchen, replacing the pot of coffee before giving the cook his order. Still a bit flus...ered from the short verbal interaction with this handsome stranger, I found myself filling the sugar containers on the counter. My eyes constantly returned to where he was calmly drinking his coffee, the fine grains scattering as I missed the openings. The sharp ringing of a bell startled me. A steaming plate loaded with meatloaf, mashed potatoes. I was sure that my handlers had something to do with that: I was a fast healer, but I had never recovered from a wound that fast before.As I traveled more toward Western Kansas, I saw fewer and fewer of the Red Legs, but I started to see more and more signs of hostile Indians. I thought that they were either Pawnee or Arapaho, but it made little difference, since either one would have been happy to lift my hair. I started to pass burned-out homesteads, so I figured that I was into the edge of. The trail led from pillar to post, through a myriad of occupied planets and moons. Everywhere she went, there were obstacles and traitors and sheeple. And everywhere she went, there were presidents, rulers, kings and queens, all doing their absolute best to eliminate the Heroic Archetype.Skamandrios was an inhabited airless, but formerly volcanic moon of the planet Hera in the Athena system orbiting around the star Hephaestus in the Andromeda cluster of the spiral galaxy Hecate.As an airless. "Um, did you hire a temp?" I asked.The Decurion looked amused. "Not this time. This is Graciela Salazar. I've assumed responsibility for the entire Salazar family, which spans four generations of females. I'm mentoring young Javier Salazar, who is just over the border into sponsorship." Four generations?" I sputtered.Nana Salazar is eighty or so," the Decurion related. "She's a dependent, technically, being too old to be a concubine. Graciela's mother Estrella is fifty-three, if I recall.