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The old wooden floor creaked as I steppedacross the threshold of this aging house。
There was a cheap mat just inside the door。
The mat was there to hide the years of wear from countless footsteps that the floor had supported。
Although clean; it needed to be replaced。
I felt claustrophobic as I entered the narrow living room; which was filled with old musty overstuffed furniture that today would be collectors items。
Sitting on the couch were two women; a little older than my mom。
Across from the women sat a man in workmans clothes。
He wore khaki slacks and a khaki shirt; neatly pressed but without starch; and polished work books。
He was about 10 years older than my dad; Id say about 45 years old。
They smiled as Mike and I walked past them; heading for the kitchen; which lead to the porch that overlooked the back yard。
I smiled back shyly。
〃Who are those people?〃 I asked。
〃Oh; they work for my dad。
The older man runs his warehouses; and the women are the managers of the restaurants。
And you saw the construction supervisor; who is working on a road project about 50 miles from here。
His other supervisor; who is building a track of houses; had already left before you got here。
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〃Does this go on all the time?〃 I asked。
〃Not always; but quite often;〃 said Mike; smiling as he pulled up a chair to sit down next to me。
〃I asked him if he would teach us to make money;〃 Mike said。
〃Oh; and what did he say to that?〃 I asked with cautious curiosity。
〃Well; he had a funny look on his face at first; and then he said he would make us an offer。
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〃Oh;〃 I said; rocking my chair back against the wall; I sat there
perched on two rear legs of the chair。
Mike did the same thing。
〃Do you know what the offer is?〃 I asked。
〃No; but well soon find out。
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Suddenly; Mikes dad burst through the rickety screen door and onto the porch。
Mike and I jumped to our feet; not out of respect but because we were startled。
〃Ready boys?〃 Mikes dad asked as he pulled up a chair to sit down
with us。
We nodded our heads as we pulled our chairs away from the wall to sit in front of him。
He was a big man; about 6 feet tall and 200 pounds。
My dad was taller; about the same weight; and five years older than Mikes dad。
They sort of looked alike; though not of the same ethnic makeup。
Maybe their energy was similar。
〃Mike says you want to learn to make money? Is that correct; Robert?〃