She wore a simple black dress and the wind gusted hard against it, pressing the material against her and showing her figure. Sitting on a rock beside the grain field, the boy watched the hunters depart, then shared with his mother certain speculations that had troubled him: In the wadi we have many birds. Would the governor care to inspect T' the young Hittite asked. Put it all together for him.
I wonder if I'm the proper one to do it, she said shyly. You followed me? she said. Embarrassed at having stuck his neck out for him with Pounds. You aren't calling any of the shots here.
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