Some are men, some are women. Some are old, some young. Some people are vile and evil, some are saints; most someplace between. You have to judge peop...e as individuals, Jennifer. Not as groups."Jennifer nodded, staring intently at Mom."In this family," Mom went on, "the women and when old enough, the girls, have always set the limits. With each other, with the men in our lives. I personally argued Kim's side, that there be no waiting period. Jennifer, it would please me if you would take a day. We needed to cover an extended opening time of up to fourteen hours at peak time during the summer and so were looking for two people to work overlapping shifts. The first applicant was one of those who had sent in a good looking application and turned out to be a very smartly dressed, attractive girl of 17 who had been working in a city shop since leaving school. She was a disappointment. She almost pointedly ignored Maggie and bombarded me with strong body language, leaning forward to expose. Where was I, oh yes, anyway almost everyone has them and it makes for a very pleasant and orderly society. No Utopia mind you, but much nicer than up here." So you really believe it would be better if everybody wore those things?" Dent asked."Oh yes," Don nodded emphatically. "Now I know not everyone agrees, but have you asked your own lovely lady here how she feels about it?" Ah, no," Dent mumbled embarrassed. "I've kind of avoided the issue, if truth be known." Well why don't we ask her?". "What?" he said."Are we feeding the homeless? All the homeless?"He laughed."Sam worked out this recipe while he was on the commune. His recipe is for twenty four without the meat. There were more people than that to feed, but that was the size of the pot."Nobody's ever tried to convert it to an actual family. We make it and freeze whatever's left." That's good, because I'm not that hungry." If you ever get that hungry we'll be coming up with names for quintuplets."Back at Jeff's house, he took.