J. R. had been drafted by the Broncos but cut from the roster after only a year. He was now a Free Agent and hoped to get on with the Texans. The Broncos had said that even for a lineman he was big and he was quick, but with those short legs he just wasn’t tall enough . . .
Some evenings, as Esteban watched the Texas Gulf Coast sunset, he thought if they ever did a remake of War of The Worlds, here would be the place to do it. They wouldn’t need a lot of special effects, and he wanted to be the Tom Cruise character. . .
Zenvo had been traveling and had seen some beautiful places–and some strange places–but she was ready for home. She didn’t have ruby slippers like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz (although they were red)–whose heels when clicked together would take you to Kansas–but then Houston had always been her destination . . .
Ernest had been hired by the Governor to entice out-of-state businesses to relocate in Texas. The story was simple: Texas was tax friendly, business friendly, they had a good work force, nice climate, and the sunsets . . .
Westley was beginning to wonder if his career path as a dental hygienist had been the best choice . . .
While it had not exactly been promised, “If you like your vet, you can keep your vet,” it had surely been inferred. Now Henri had a sore neck and found out that his Universal Health Care policy wouldn’t pay, that is, unless he was in the country illegally, in jail, or not working . . .
