Chapter 5 - Page 44 - Building A Village

be flown in on a daily basis, at a substantial wage. This was a temporary arrangement until Jim could find a permanent doctor at a more reasonable cost.

   Noticing the owner of Buju construction talking to his foreman and pointing to a group of workers, Jim got out of the jeep and walked over to join Bujugy. Fishman followed him. Bujugy saw them coming and met Jim with a handshake.

   “Good morning, Bujugy.”

   “Good morning, Jim,” Bujugy replied, then reached out to shake Fishman’s hand. Fishman and Bujugy knew each other, but Fishman stayed true to his bad attitude. He didn’t say a word and he didn’t shake Bujugy’s hand. He just turned his head and walked back to the jeep to wait for Jim.

   Jim didn’t care much for Fishman’s bad attitude or his foul language, which Jim had already warned him about three times. At one point, Jim even threatened to get a new guide. But Fishman said he really needed the job and assured Jim that he wouldn’t talk that way anymore. Jim let him stay and Fishman had so far stayed true to his word.

   “I have two twenty-six foot travel trailers back in the company yard. Neither one of them are being used,” Bujugy said as he rolled up his blueprints and put them in a round canister. “I’m bringing one trailer out here to use for an office. I thought maybe you could use the other one to live in until we get your house built.”

   “Thanks, Bujugy,” Jim replied. “That way, I won’t have to go back and forth from the hotel every day.”

   “That’s what I was thinking.”