There I started a fire in my stove and retrieved a full bucket of fresh water. I was filthy with sweat, dirt, blood and gore. I needed a bath. I used ... small cloth and two fingers of grainy soap that I'd managed to produce from wood ash and rendered animal fat. It left me wonderfully clean. I re-dressed and carried the water out to dispose of in the bushes.My next task was unenviable but it had to be done. I had to cut down the carcass of the bear and salt the meat. After the salt had drawn. They walked in single line through a tortuous route that seemed to follow no obvious paths, stepping over fallen logs and ducking under tangled bracken. Now that Tracey was carrying the bundle and cursing every fucking twig while she did so, Sharon now noticed for the first time that Joy had a bit of a limp, and that half of one of her buttocks was missing. Also for the first time, as they stumbled along, the girls began to appreciate just how close they must be to the war zone. They passed. She just needed a test run, a little warm-up to break the ice and get herself over the mental block that had bedeviled her for so long. One kiss, just for practice, and she'd know it could be done and be past that awkward first time. Abby knew it couldn't be a boy; that would be totally uncool, not to mention totally embarrassing. There was only one logical candidate.Corina's lips looked full and glossy. Not exactly inviting, no matter what Katy Perry said. But she wouldn't give Abby shit about. You don’t have to react like this. I was just trying to figure out what must have been the reason.Ayan: Just stop this, Mom.Mona: Did you imagine me to be one of your girlfriends? Or someone you are flirting with? Or someone you are just having fun with?Ayan: Stop it, Mom. This is not funny anymore. Try reading all these texts one more time, and you will realize how meaningless it is. And, if anybody was reading this, they would feel the same.Mona: Why are you still so shy talking to me? And,.