"Who are you?" someone from the crowd demanded.Tiva looked around. There were about twenty farmers around him, all waving sundry and various farm impl...ments, from pitchforks, hay rakes and the like. All were sharp, he had no doubt."Tiva, Captain of Scouts. I was bound for Eilantra when my horse died. Now I've come this far and I decided to spend the night in this fine stack of hay." Where's the witch?" the spokesmen of the farmers demanded."I don't believe in witches," Tiva said, trying to calm. Smart Man!Dad’s work arrangement wasn’t necessary to live on, but he noted that he would go crazy not doing something for a living, so he got together his resume, and found out that the building we were in always had some available jobs from food service to building maintenance to a dozen or more white collar jobs.A week after we had moved in, he got a phone call from Michael Thomas himself, for an interview.You could hear him from outside the front door of our Suite 9811198! We walked out. " I knew that Aunt Viv and Dr. Bobwould never allow anything untoward to happen to Darla. She was theirpride and joy. Darla and I hugged continually upon my arrival. We finally releasedeach other but couldn't stop smiling. That little piece of paper seemedto have changed everything. I'd never been a carefree kid, but allseemed to be just a bit more somber now. "So, how've you been," I askedher. With no response forthcoming, I went on. "Anything happening withyou and Fred?"She looked. "She snickered, "Does it still run?" What do you mean does it still run? That's a 2003 Lincoln Navigator. It runs very well."She could see that he was upset, "I'm sorry. On earth, people travel by sky transporters. We haven't had roads for 300 years. I remember that those automobiles had to be replaced because they polluted so much."He snorted, "On earth? You are on earth remember?"She got up and stomped into the living room and sat down in front of the television. Every so often she would.