After all, he was only nine years older than me.I felt better after talking to Liz. I made a salad and warmed up some roast. Even if I didn't feel hun...ry, I knew that I had to eat. Besides, I had promised it to Liz. As the evening progressed, I tasted so much from my few single malts, that I knew that I would not be doing any serious exercise the following morning. However, I put the bottles away as I well knew my own tendency to get a hangover. I still had no intention of tossing away the. I guess she just assumed that I was taking themfrom her. I wasn't going to tell her about the eight packs I had stashedaway. Mom came home and we fell into our usual routine. I made us both chef'ssalads for dinner. It was easy and the cold food was appreciated as thewarmth of summer began invading our home. I thought about turning on thecentral air, but I knew it cost a lot of money to operate the thing.Instead, I put a fan in the kitchen window. It was comfortable enough. "By the way Joan, I. Giving feedback is very easy in iss. When you read the story come to bottom part you will see four lines first is for story viewed. Second is for…find more submission from same author…third is for tell a friend about this story…forth is for post /read comments bout this story…click on last option and type your feed back and select add option. We must be generous giving encouragement to iss authors.Well here is next partAt the end of first week on Saturday Dinesh was to come by evening flight. L.'s old cronies. Laz was a very stern foreman, not given to pranks, but watch yourself with the rest of them.Two weeks after I started, they indentured another apprentice, Warren. Laz, Jimmy, and Jody, were A.L.'s age, Alvin and Adams were early thirties, Bob, Warren, and I were all around 25. Bob had indentured right out of high school, while Warren (Coast Guard) and I went into the service.Although Warren and I were grown men, there was still a certain hazing of apprentices, we got the shit.