I stood up from my chair and waved to catch her eye. I watched her walk to the table, looking at her in the eye, but watching all of her, the slight s...way of her hips, the tiny shake of her ample chest, listening to the click of her heels on the marble floor. She offered me her hand, perhaps a Southern ritual, and said simply, quietly, ‘It is so nice to finally meet you, Mr. Storyteller.’ We sat and sipped at our drinks as we talked. Her trip had been unexpected – a first for her, some type of. .. I... Yes, ofcourse, I'd like to take the job. Thank you."Alma reached across the table and shook my hand. "Thank you, Dawn. We'reglad to have you on the team." Thank you," I said, again. "Please, call me Donnie."She smiled. "Donnie. Of course." She stood and said, "Today is Monday...when do you think you can start?" I can start tomorrow, if you'd like."Alma nodded. "Tomorrow it is, then. Before you leave, today, see Linda,the head secretary, and she'll give you your employment papers, tax. "Absolutely," Roland said. "I also have a form here if you wish to make future donations. Any donation you make is totally tax-free. It's the only assistance we get from the government." I don't think I need to bother with that," said the woman who nevertheless took the proffered form. "Taxes are so low these days that it's basically not worth the effort to fill in a form. But tell me, why did you choose to leave the quiet contemplative life of gardening to work with the vagabonds and scum of. This country was ideal for farms and ranches, so these people were more like home folks. We didn't find any wanted men around here, probably because they were all down in Brownsville, but we knew that we had to come to some as we approached San Antonio. Cities just attracted that kind of person.The next town was much more productive. We saw four low level crooks standing around the town's bank. Were they about to rob it? They were wearing dusters, so they certainly were in uniform for the job..