And after a few seconds, I wss greeted by a crying Jessica. She immediately hugged me and I feel her tears on my neck, Sheshe left. She t-told me shes...hes tired… of me, Chris! Of me! She cried for atleast 2 hours, on and off and I just hugged her, nodding when its necessary, caressing her back as a comfort. When she finally stopped, we just sat at their couch, staring at the playing music player. Megans tired of me, she said. And so Ive heard, I answered. God. Shes infuriating. I hate her. You. ‘I am going to ask you a series of questions that will help determine if I keep you on or not. You are to answer them completely and with total honesty. Do you understand?’ ‘Yes Sir, I do.’ was her simple and calmly stated response. ‘Are you aware that your mother was one of my father’s slaves?’ I wanted to hit her hard right from the start. She didn’t hesitate. ‘Yes Sir, I am. She told me when I turned 18 and your father had already passed away. She was very happy with him and her role.’ ‘Are. Main our tanya roz kelthe the. Ek din unke ghar mein koi nahi the. Hum log kelthe khelte main ne tanya se pucha ki kyon na hum doctor ka khel kele to vo boli tik hain. Our mein doctor ka role kiya. Mein ne tanya se kaha ki kya hua to unhe pet ki taklif bataya. Our mein use bed pe lita diya our mein usko uper se hi pet ko dabaya our pucha yaha dard dera ha hain to usne haan kahdi. Our mein ne uske top dress ko upper kiya our uske pet dabane laga to vo kuch nahi boli. Our mein usko bola ki apko. They had a little more than two dozen horses, a handful of stolen mules and Mexican burros and several dogs that acted as sentries at night to warn of strangers on their trail.It all made for a powerful trail easy to mark and their solution was to split up into several smaller groups and meet up at a designated location with precise timing using the sun and the shadows as their natural guide.The dangerous group was well-armed with stolen government repeating rifles never issued to the troops.