The house was a very large tri-level home. She let us in through a side entrance into a lower level mother-in-law suite. As we moved quickly into the ...edroom, I surmised that this was the place she was contemplating moving into. I trusted that she had permission to be there. It felt like we were a couple of teenagers sneaking into her parent’s basement, which was something I hadn't felt in a very long time. For all of her hurry to get to this point, she suddenly hesitated as she stopped at the. Before going out to it I got the both of us fed at a local burger barn, then we explored a few back roads until we found a way to the property gate. The lane and gate were partially covered in leaves, pine needles and cast off limbs. The gate was made of black painted pipes filled with diamond fence mesh and mounted on a rolling track. My keys did the trick and the gate slid back. About a half-mile further down an asphalt road brought two tall yellow limestone smokestacks into view, what must. We moved east with the Central Pacific work crews and it became a daily routine that seemed easier every day. I had studied time and motion methods in the distant future and was able to see how effective it was in organizing a motley crew of Blacks, Chinamen and even the Irish right off the boat and rushed out from New York City for the hard back-breaking work on building the railroad line. The kitchen folks started work before the sun rose in the east, the whores in the “happy ending” tent. Still busy with sorting his own thoughts, he almost missed Alex exiting the shop he had entered almost one hour ago.“Sorry, buddy, I need to go on foot for this one,” Carter told Taz, who seemingly agreed, by the way he looked at his owner, wagging his tail. “Don’t worry, I come back if he goes too far.”Alex was surely quick on his feet. Carter needed to speed up. Ah, damn, where did he go? Carter felt frustration growing and walked round the corner.Only to almost bump chests with the guy he.