"Not really, I just live temporarily with Uncle Mike," Nema answered smiling.

          "What do you mean you're living temporarily, I thought you're Mike's nephew too?” he asked her.

          "No, I didn't have a place to stay then, and Uncle Mike was kind enough to take me in, they welcomed and took good care of me ever since," she answered.

          "Where do you used to live then?" he inquired again.

          "It's really far away, just don't make me answer; anyway, I don't think you know where our place is," Nema evaded.

          "So you live in a far province then, because if it's just here I'd know it for sure," Troy replied. "You know, my family rose up from poverty too. We're a family of mestizo vendors. We're of American descent. My grandfather is an