She often found herself absorbed by watching the tall grass undulate from the cave’s central doorway as solitary hunters prowled for buffalo and stag on the plain. “You see the pointer?” he asked. Was he your natural father? Did you know him?” “No, I didn’t. Sensing his discomfort, she stood up and brushed lint off of the hem of her gray miniskirt. Life is morality—life is adventure.
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