A Tamara Jenkins is wondering if she and her concubines might come over for a visit."There was a brief cheer from my ladies at the prospect of visitor...s. I shook my fist at Bethany and then smiled. "We'd be glad to have them visit. Let me know when they arrive at our outer door."I waved my ladies back to the pod door. "Let's meet them in our main pod. I think the rabbits need a bit of quiet time."Brittany turned to put the rabbit she was cuddling back, but then turned back to me and held him. It was a phrase his mother had told him many times.Before yesterday he had never really understood what it meant, now he got it. Whatever was going to happen would happen, we just had to take it. Some things are beyond our control. His mother had often said that too.Sighing Snow began to extract himself from the burrow he had dug the night before. His father had said precious little to him that night, but when they were done talking it was still midnight.His father had been able to tell him. The third person was a woman, wearing a greasy smock, tattered Levis and a very worn pair of what I thought might be army boots. It appeared she too was doing shop work.Not much of a roster, but at least one of them looked semi-professional. Well, there were lots of people looking for work, so I could replace the ones who didn't cut it. But the station itself was a mess. I tried to imagine what was going to be required to make it into what I wanted. And what I wanted wasn't anything like this.I. I will not be involved with you in any way outside of work. We will not have any kind of personal relationship, and you will not attempt to trifle with my feelings.’ ‘Jesus Christ,’ Nick muttered. ‘You really think that I ever meant to trifle with your feelings? And furthermore, my requesting your transfer had absolutely nothing to do with any personal history we have, and everything to do with a case that our office could really use your insight on.’ ‘Alright, perfect. Email me the details if.