The carving was neat, clean, and almost artistic in its execution."FireHeaded!" I shouted. "These are perfect stones!"A small crowd gathered around us..., and my wives came out to see what was happening."Are these stones useful, GreatOne?" They look just right, Fire!" I grinned. "Let's roll them down to the mill and see!"So, a passel of us rolled the two big stones down to the mill house. Once there, I cleaned out the stone bed that I'd built for the grain mill and then stopped the power gear up. My mom asks Chris "so what you think about mexican food" & he replied with "I love Mexican women" so fast my mom started to laugh & I was just looking him like wtf my mom said "that's good to know but I said mexican food" this time she said her sentence slow Chris replied with "oh sorry ms. Martinez about that but yeah I love Mexican food". After 30 minutes later Chris was on his way to go home & I told him " ok later b*o see you in school 2mm" my mom Said "I'll open the door for you" as I was. Mr. Vick was indeed a nice chap. He actually got me another job at another Auto shop about 30 miles away and so the only problem was to get somewhere to stay. I was successful and got a small apartment to rent for an older couple and I was back on track again. After a few weeks in my new job that is when I saw Mr. Davies again and he was going home which was the private compound a few blocks away and he normally brings his vehicles for servicing. When we met again he was very nice as usual and. Mr. Dutt breathed hard through his nostrils, his large chest puffing in and out as he stared at his wife flanked by two of his children. "Move...." he mumbled, still holding his hand in the air. Mala's weeping eyes stared up at her husband, her hands drawn together in a plea for mercy. "Please, Dad," muttered Vickram, staring up into his father's face. "Don't hurt her...." Sonia held her father's arm in both her hands, sobbing out loud. "Please Daddy, don't hurt Sister. Please Daddy.