At lunch time, Jennifer washed her hands and gave a satified look at the towel covered mounds of rising dough. they had only one more punch down and then it would be ready for baking. She joined the group in the pavilion, enjoying some plain but healthy cooking. Homemade tortillas and taco meat.<br/><br/>"Carmen must be back," Rachel said sliding in next to her. The woman took a bite of the steaming ground corn flatbread. "No one makes these like she does. I think she has a secret ingredient."<br/><br/>Jennifer ate but her arms were almost too tired to pick up the soft taco. She looked around, watching, no aching to see Max but he didn't seem to be around.<br/><br/>"Looking for that hunk of man that was with you last night?" Rachel asked simply, with no teasing to her voice. Jennifer nodded.<br/><br/>"He is working securty and security eats at their hut. He will be back for the inspirational tonight."<br/><br/>"Why does this retreat need security?" Jennifer asked, leaning her exhausted arms on the table.<br/><br/>"Well for one thing, wild animals like coyotes and mountain lions are in this area so security takes care of that. Once in a while, people from town come out to make trouble and just on the off chance that someone does not adhere to the rules, they are escorted off our property and taken back to town. Don't worry about him. He will do well in security. Olivia has assigned him to day duty so you will get to see him at night.<br/><br/>The silver bell tinkled.<br/>"Well" Rachel said," time for after noon mediation. After working all morning on that dough, we will enjoy the quiet time. Come over to the last adobe on left, just past our cook tent for some music after meditation. "<br/><br/>Rachel stood, popping the rest of her taco in her mouth. The silver bell rang once more.<br/><br/>"Hurry," Rachel urged, tugging Jennifer to her feet." Don't be late."