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18. Except when the larger group of warriors came back, the boy had to forget all his plans because he realized something very bad had happened. The men came back. They searched all around the cave to make sure no attackers were hiding. Then they went inside. But when they came out, they still didn't bring the women and children. The boy was sure they couldn't all be dead. Even if the smoke had done something he'd never wanted it to, it couldn't have killed everyone. The cave was too lon
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17. "You think there are spirits in this place?" he asked when we were back in the sun. "I'm not sure spirits exist... except in people's minds. Though our ancestors seemed to think they were everywhere. Spirit of the trees... Spirit of the rock..." "Do you think there are spirits of dead cave dwellers?" I didn't want to insult him. "Well, if that's what you've been hearing all your life... And if you've been thinking pretty intensely about it... And if you're in the cave and hav
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16. In the morning, Cory and I went back to the cave. In the late morning, almost afternoon. You don't stay up till after 4 and then get up at 8 to explore. And now that I knew what we were looking for, I took a couple of my most powerful flashlights and plenty of batteries. Cory took his jacket. "It's not really cold down there, and it's not even damp. But the dark makes me feel cold." "It's cold," I said. "Whenever we camp here overnight, I'm always glad to get out in the morning."
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Sure thing. Now you know a bit more about the Native American man and woman and, also, Sallie's role in the story.
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Yep, much will be discovered. Just a little more patience. And thanks for the compliments.
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15. The cave was a good place to hide because the narrow tunnel only let one person in at a time. If the women wanted to kill someone coming to attack them, all they had to do was wait. But fire scared people as much as animals did, and smoke was part of fire. If he made a fire in the tunnel, it would threaten them. There was a chance the women could block some of the smoke, though there was little to block with. Mainly the clay jars and some rocks and stones. And once the cave began filling
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14. But the warriors were wrong. The boy had never been part of a trap. The women may have been closer to right. He might be a little crazy. Either way, it had the same effect. The boy wanted the girl. He didn't know why. If he already had a wife, maybe the girl wouldn't have mattered. But the girl he was supposed to marry had died. After that happened, two fathers from his village offered him their daughters. But those girls were already promised, one to one of his friends and the o
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13. "Well, somehow..." he said slowly. "Somehow, the princess knew to swim in the magic stream - I don't know how," he added quickly, hands raised, almost in surrender. "But that's how she escaped and was reunited with the warrior. That's how they lived happily ever after." "She didn't care about her family? And all the other cliff dwellers?" Cory shook his head. "That's hard to believe." He agreed. "It's just a story... a legend." "But one you've thought about all these
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12. "In any case," he continued, "it all worked out all right because the cliff dwellers simply hid. They all survived the attack." "That's good," I said. "Not exactly... 'Cause by hiding, they gave something away." "The leader's daughter?" He laughed. "You just won't say chief." I grinned. "You tell stories your way, and I'll tell 'em mine." We both found that funny. "No, the Indian princess was safe. And don't blame me for calling her that... I can see you flinc
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11. "And it did give me dreams when I was a kid. But they weren't bad. They were more like fantasies. The kind of things you think about when you should be doing better stuff... homework. Though there are parts I never forget." "Like?" I didn't mean to ask, and Cory looked at me like I was really intruding. "Sorry," I quickly added. "It's not important." Though I kind of knew he'd tell me if he wanted. While I waited, I tried to imagine Cory as a kid. A little dark-haired farm boy in Min
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10. We stayed in the cave till after 7:00, and it was nearly 8:00 when we got back to my house. I asked Cory where he wanted to sleep that night. "Well, I was planning to stay in the park." "Why do that when you can have a bed? Besides, you can't just eat tuna and peaches." He thought for a moment. "Can I return them?" I laughed. "They'll be lunch tomorrow." "You really don't mind my staying here?" "It's not a problem." I showed him upstairs to Sallie's room. Then
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9. When the boy finally tried to talk with the girl again, she was with another woman. The woman started to run, but the boy brought out his knife. He'd never done that before except to protect himself, and the girl told him to put the knife away. When he did, the second woman stayed. The boy told the girl that her warriors were smart, but he was more careful. The girl replied that her warriors would catch him anyway. The boy laughed and said her warriors had more important work
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8. The third time the girl saw the boy, he slipped up on her. "Stay," he warned as she started to run. He was standing almost invisible beside a tree. Despite what he said, the girl ran. "Stay!" he called after her, insisting that he wouldn't hurt her. Then he laughed and said he should because she'd tried to have him killed. The girl reached a clearing before the boy caught up. He quickly crouched behind another tree, but the girl hoped the women she was with were close enough b
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It comes up soon enough. You don't have to be patient much longer.
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7. "It's nothing to do with Mongolian?" he asked. "Where people came from Asia?" "Not unless - by chance - Juan Mogollon's ancestors came from there." "That would be funny." "Anyway, how much do you know about the families?" "As I've said... only what I read." "Then tell me that, and I'll fill you in." He hesitated, blowing out his cheeks. Then he slowly released the air as if this was going to be an ordeal. "Wish I had my notes," he began. "Some of the books are
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6. When he left, I relaxed against the wall where I'd put my apple. I had only one rule about offerings. They had to decay. "Why?" Sallie had asked. "So no one can find it. Remember, 'Leave no signs.'" "That was years ago. When this was a hiding place." "Well, what if someone needs it again? What if we need it?" "You thinking ecological disaster? I'd rather die outside than get sealed in a hole." "I guess I would, too." When I was little, I also used to ask my par
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5. We found the cave without any trouble though Cory said he would've missed it if he'd been alone. "It's on your map," I pointed out. "It's pretty clear." "But you know the area, and I would've gone right by." The cave is fairly well hidden. It's a 20 minute hike from the nearest dirt road, and that's about 20 minutes from the nearest paved one. There's a kind of sharp, narrow ravine almost covered with high, dense growth. But when you work your way through the growth, the entra
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4. Except she dreamed about the boy. About his death and his screaming. He kept shouting over and over, "Please!" The first time she helped kill a man wasn't the first time she'd seen one die. There were always hunts, and people were always dying in the village. Sometimes, younger ones were hurt in the fields. Sometimes, people simply got too old. The first man she helped kill was her father's age. He'd been part of an attack on her village, so he deserved to die and seemed to expect
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Sure thing. And thanks for your interest in my writing. If you need to string the book together in your mind, in the original form, the chapters alternated cleanly between present and past, and there were only 17 of them. I haven't lost any of the story in the form I'm using for this site. I just took breaks where I thought they wouldn't intrude.
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3. Like many women in her village, the girl had no name. The women were known as someone's daughter or someone's wife or someone's mother. The someone was almost always a man. For most of her life, the girl had been one of Quick Leap's daughters. Not the oldest or youngest. Just one. First, she answered to "girl." After she married, to "woman." The girl's husband, Brown Bark, wasn't much older than she was. She became his wife because her father was one of the best warriors in the villag
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Because I post ahead, and the chapters are on timed release -- every afternoon at 1:00. All together, there will be about 34 chapters. There are fewer in the e-book and printed edition, but readers seem to have less time to read here, so I further divide the chapters.
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2. It didn't take much to close. My folks being gone made it easier 'cause there was nothing to explain. Of course, if they'd been around, one of them could've worked. But they weren't there much lately. Dad's only 45, Mom's a year younger, and once my sister and I finished college, my folks wanted to sell the station. Only no one was interested. Still, that didn't keep them in town. They moved to Albuquerque, to - as Mom put it - "paying jobs." She trained as a geriatric nurse, and Dad went
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Huh. I was trying to keep it short and tight because -- as I've mentioned -- it's the fourth repeat of familiar material. The familiarity may be what's troubling people more than the presentation, but Lee has to make an opening statement. I'll have to reread it, now that I've been away from the book for a while. Thanks.
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1. Cory stopped at the station to buy gas and food. Once inside, he started stacking things on our counter. "My taking up space?" he asked eventually. There were no other customers. There'd been no one for at least an hour. I'd been scanning no-brainer magazines from the rack - amusing myself with pictures of good-looking guys. They were about all I could handle. Cory was wearing sunglasses and gym shorts. It was the kind of hot out when you can barely stand sunglasses. I had it down
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dE@ath From Alan: You still have your dick, or did you finally get it chopped off? From dE@th: still have it damn it. want it gone, and want a pussy. don’t want to be female, just male with pussy From Alan: You’re the only guy I know who I think might be happier dickless. Especially if you get rid of those useless rubber balls. From dE@th: know any contacts to make it happen? From Alan: Nope, you’re going to have to pay a decent surgeon. From dE@th: yeah, have to find som
