Me: Miles are you ready to go home.Miles: No. (he paused a long time) I didn't beat up a kid. I fondled a student. I don't know what came over me, but...it was dead wrong. Here life was simple. All my energy went into surviving. I had no time or energy to waste on other things.Me: Well you were pretty good at this survival thing.Miles: I know. The twenty five grand to go through this course came from my dad. It was supposed to toughen me up. He is a former combat soldier.Me: When you go home tell. We don't know yet what the weather is like on this planet, but the season is obviously changing. It's already clear that the temperature is dropping. How cold is it going to get?"What are we going to do if it snows? We've not managed to make much by the way of clothing yet and we struggled to cope with a few days of rain. How are we going to manage with snow?"Sarah had been talking uninterrupted for several minutes and as she did so the looks on the faces around her grew more and more. " Billy just hung his head in humiliation, shame and acceptance andnodded as his mother fussed with his hair net and scarf. Tying them offjust like hers with a pretty pink bow atop his forehead. "I think we canget Aunt Carol to find you some really sweet hairdo posters, the kindshe has at her beauty shop." "Those kinds of pictures will be much moresuitable for your new room." Yes, lovely posters of gorgeously made up and styled older women." "Itwill do you good to be surrounded by posters of. .. good setters got tips.A paper route paid about 2 to 10 dollars a day depending on how many papers were delivered, plus the usual Christmas and birthday bonus.Snow shoveling ... lawn mowing, apple picking, cherry picking, hay baling, weeding mint, harvesting assorted crops, babysitting, delivery boy ... I could do all those. I talked to my dad."Somebody get me my pills," he shouted. "David wants a job!" Very funny, daddy."He laughed until I thought he might really need some. When he finally.