Seems he's changed his mind a bit and instead of engineering or whatever, he's planning to be a working rancher after all. The reason is Consuela Herm...nos, just over five feet of Hispanic beauty from New Mexico. He's crazy about her. She was due to come to the ranch for Christmas with her folks. She'd already been there at Thanksgiving with her folks and Beth had come to know and really like her. So either Beth will run Bessie's ranch and Dan will end up on the Hermanos spread or something, but. “God, smells like someone has died in here,” he cried out. Michael held a handkerchief over his face as he entered. There were someone’s personal belongs scattered about the place and bags of refuse piled high.Suddenly, he heard footsteps behind him and turned quickly as he saw a shadow cast along the trailer wall.“Oh, boy, are you going to be our new neighbor?” Two young women were standing in the doorway looking very excited. One had straw looking blonde hair, while the other had short. The Colonel looked up from his desk, said something to Jon, scribbled and handed a note to the young soldier. In a harsh voice, Jon ordered me tofollow him and we retreated. He was to be my guardian for another day, which I found most pleasing.We walked leisurely about the base camp mostly in silence. Well away from the hubbub of the camp activity, Jon placed a finger to his mouth indicating silence and showed me the tented barrack where he bunked. It smelled of body odor and stinky feet. There. "Good Lord, Pyewacket ... where's your dignity?" I said.Shut up, you."If I give you color, I have to change your eyes." He pointed at me. "Your eyes will look like his." Round?" asked Pyewacket."Yes, and ice blue ... just like his."You might as well go the whole way and make me human."You'd love that, wouldn't you, Pyewacket. Back in your real body? Released from Pharaohs Curse? Sorry, kid. I'm not ready for that." So ... wait a minute ... the tales are true?" I said. "She's really a witch?".