There weren’t many jobs—in the winter it was mostly working in the woods cutting trees for lumber or pulp, or on the railroad laying rails at thir...y below with the wind whistling through the cuts. In the summer it was working on farms. Family farms—mostly dairy. It was summer time. My brother and I and three friends were baling hay, which meant running a baler behind a tractor, breathing diesel fumes, getting eaten by black and deer flies, and tossing eighty pound bales onto a wagon for hours. ”Shelly quickly ducked into the living room and out of sight, just as she heard her little brother call out, “Ok mom,” as he walked down the hall into his bedroom.The teen girl crouched behind the couch as she listened to her mom dial the phone. After a slight pause she heard her say, “Hey Alice, it’s me.” Shelly knew immediately that her mom was talking to Alice Taylor, their next door neighbor. Shelly really liked Mrs. Taylor, and thought she was another beauty just like her mom. As a. She kept giving her captor bogus safe codes to try and stall for time. She wormed her way out of her loose sari and got off the couch to search for her husband.She managed to stand silently. But as soon as she took a step, a floorboard squeaked, and the man turned around.Captor: Where do you think you’re going?Savita: I was going to check on my husband, I swear!Captor: Your husband is busy dealing with my associate. Come back here.He checked her out as she stood there in her underwear and sat. You’ll be giving you mother a swollen head.”Sidra, sitting beside the driver, said shyly, “You are forgetting my ammi, my Mum. She has always been good to me, shielding me from the brute who calls himself my father. She is the best Mum ever, I assure you.”Jessica smiled, but declared, “A truce, ladies! Everyone seems to have wonderful mothers, so let’s leave it at that. Now that I have briefed our personnel on company business, it is time for me to leave once our driver is replete. Sidra, have.