Still using Magda's knife, I slit open the back of the tent where I hoped to find the women. I had guessed wrong, it was the officer's place with a ta...le and lamp and two men who looked very surprised when I stuck my head inside. After that it got a little noisy as I ran back into the woods and climbed a tree, happy my horse and heavy weapons were a mile or so away at a friend's cabin.The Germans milled about, sent out two-man search teams, yelled and carried on for an hour or so and then. Anyway, I was married to an anthropologist and we were living in a mud hut in the jungles of New Guinea somewhere, making a film about the ramifications of the twentieth century’s encroachment on the lives of primitive tribesmen.’ Tanya smiled wistfully to herself, and then looked at me, as if expecting a reaction of some kind. But I was still trying to understand why she was telling me about her own marriage. When I didn’t react she carried on. ‘By the time we returned to civilisation, I’m. .. well, I know what you three do, and it's..." She trailed off, turning her gaze towards the window.There was an awkward silence in the car which continued for a few minutes."Move your hand." Courtney's voice from the back seat was sudden. "Not like that, I meant..." No you didn't." Julie replied, and I glanced back over my shoulder to see Julie stroking her hand up and down the length of Courtney's jean-clad leg."Ok, I'm not going to lie, that feels good. But it would get too ... this would. Cassandra finished first. “Can you describe the characters?” she asked.Joanne handed her another page. Joe, being a playwright, wrote a cast of characters for his novels as well. It was actually drawn from notes he would make as he created the novel regarding them. He would compress the notes as a reference, finding it helpful for some of the more minor characters, but also to reexamine the major ones and whether he had expressed who he thought they were within the novel.“You don’t want to.