One day when I was busy with my work in the camp, a guy came to me. His name was Rafiq. Though he was ugly, he was tall, a well built body and extreme...ly dark in complexion. He stated that he badly needed work. I asked him do you have any experience, he said no. I decided to help him as he was a local and I was facing several local problems at that time. I said, “Right now, I don’t have any vacancy but you can help me by being with me”. I explained that I need him to solve the local disputes. Their evenings were spent gambling and drinking.Sun Hair knew that he couldn’t follow any further than where he was. Further south and he would be in Apache and Comanchero lands. And while the countryside was United States territory, Mexican bandits were known to cross the border looking for cattle to steal and herd south. And some white bandits did the same raiding south into Mexico for cattle. All said this was unsafe territory for a Shoshone Indian blond hair or not. Reluctantly Sun Hair. "You know, there is a comparison to be drawn here. Think back to their emotion-laden behavior when the two groups nearly came to war. They displayed little more rationality then than Miller did yesterday." The two things aren't—" I know, are not directly comparable," he finished for her. "Even so, there are significant elements of similarity relating to mental state, are there not? Perhaps sufficient to outweigh the differences in detail."She was silent for a minute, thinking. "I kind of hate. " "My sleepovers are like that too," Ava chimed in. "But I don't have very much experience," Cherie butted in, implying that Ava and her girlfriends were much more worldly wise than her younger group. "I've never even been kissed! When I saw you and Ava kissing, I got such a tingly feeling down there…that's why I ran off. I had to take care of things," she offered matter-of-factly. Meanwhile, Noelle's attention had drifted over to the variety of toys on display. She instinctively picked up.