It is really expensive to live in this city, but I sort of lucked out and got a place where I do a bit of barter with a San Francisco chiropractor instead of paying all of my rent. He has a nice old house on top of one of the hills, it is not very far from that famous road that twists and turns all over the place. At any rate I am living in the loft above his garage, which is really very large. He is a car collector, or at least he has four old Jaguars, one of them is completely restored and the other three are in various states of not restored. Of course one of them has been completely cannibalized and it is probably not ever going to make it back. That is just as well since some unlucky person crashed it really well. The body is ruined and the frame is bent, which means it is not good for anything save for parts. I have been helping him a little with a red 1973 XKE, but it is a long way from done.
Most of what I am doing is watching his kids. He has three of them, a girl and two boys between seven and twelve years old. He does not have a wife, although the mother is around some of the time. At any rate I do not really go into the office most days and so when his kids come home from school I am there to look after them. It is not so hard to look after them in fact. The girl is the oldest and she is really sharp too, so she keeps her brothers in line for the most part. The older boy and I play video games quite often.