With an ominous thud, the door closed. Cecilia could feel her old life slipping away with the bang. When Cecilia thought of the instructions, she had ...ot asked where exactly in the wash-room she would find the instructions. Cecilia put the duffel bag on the floor and started looking all over the wash-room. She found a number of stray papers but none of them were fresh or had any legible writing on them.Cecilia was becoming frustrated and decided she would try to see if her phone was still. The words were in a giant speech bubble coming out of a picture of my face, printed about twice normal size with huge letters that no one could mistake.I reeled back, I knew exactly when I said those words and two steps back from the door was where I was when I said them.After that it was a while before I saw anything clearly. My heart was beating off the clock, my eyes were full of tears and I could hardly breathe. I staggered back to the sofa and there was a picture right in my face of me. I insisted to know what the issue was and after some time she said that one of the new young colleague called her bitch. It was much alike the movie where I be a man, hold her hand and asked her to show me the guy. Happens to be he was passing by and like possessed by something, I pull his shirt and questioned him. Anyway thank God he was about my age and slightly smaller size otherwise I would get wacked. He asked me, are you her son or her boyfriend to question me and I replied I am both and. "With your permission Miss Riley," he said with a mocking grin.Emmett coughed to ease the tension between the young people. "We'll give you $60 and found to work the round up, do the branding, and help take the herd to market. How's that sound Rafe?"Rafe looked at Emma until she dropped her eyes before he answered. "I believe I'd like to work for you Emmett." I've worked harder Bowie," Rafe said aloud. "But I sure can't remember when." He was using a curry comb on the big horse after another.