"I've had to take in another stray, pet, but you're still my first, and my favorite. I'll be using this one quite a bit today, to break her in, but yo...'ll get an extra special treat later." Steve stuck his fingers through the wire mesh, and Linda kissed them, then smiled at the taste of Jessie on her master's fingers."I see you've been playing with your food again, Master," she said, greatly daring.Steve laughed, and said, "Yes, pet. And I do intend to eat her soon enough, in a manner of. No sauces,” she repeated.“Just English mustard please.” He interrupted.She smiled. “And a bottle of the Barossa Valley Shiraz.”He nodded.“You seem to have the same tastes as Bradley,” she said. “He likes T-bone steak and the Australian Shiraz’s.”She was smiling and once again it made him wonder if she knew what was going on. “Would you like some House Champagne put on ice, sir?”He shook his head. “Much too much for me.”“We do half bottles as well sir.”She seemed intent on getting him to have. Even with the darkness, the temperature drop had not brought it down to a comfortable enough state to make walking pleasant. I slowed.Not until I stopped beside the figure did I realize that it was a woman. Lowering the right side window, I said, "Awfully hot night for a walk. Care to share my air conditioning?"She stepped over to my window and ducked her head to look at me. She gave me a rather appraising look, then smiled and opened the door. As she climbed in, she said, "Thank you. It is. That is how I got my mother figure made. I liked it a lot, and still do.”“So do I, Rosano. It is truly a work of art, especially as you made it when so young. We will see if you have a talent for making art, and if so you will have a career in our tribe.”Rosano grinned broadly at the thought of having a career ahead of him, rather than simply surviving. In the last year or so, survival was uppermost in his mind.The two girls admittted that they had got Rosano to make their dolls, and they were.