What do you think I can do that isn’t appropriate? How about you just tell me?”John turned bright red. Stephanie could tell that he was not ready ...or her to be this persistent. She could tell by the look on his face that he was trying to see what he could get away with saying. I’m just going to keep pushing him, she thought. One way or another, I’m going to make him be nice to me. She thought about the dirty texts her husband had sent her. She fidgeted a little in her seat. No, I don’t think it. "This way," he said and turned toward the small door on the side of the cabin after picking up the kerosene lamp. "There is a candle in there for light," he told me. The facility was not a place to linger now because it was COLD in there this time of year. The area near it held the coal bin and a few other things as well and also the back door of the house. Owen lit the candle for me."Bring the candle out with you, and we'll leave it on the counter in case there is a need to use it overnight,". They watched from under a bush as he rolled the rock aside and a fine buck deer leaped out. Then he killed it, sang his song, offered the hamstrings to the Little People as was customary, draped the deer over his shoulders and set off back toward home after rolling the rock back into place. The boys crawled out from under the bush and went to look at the rock. ‘We could do just as he did,’ Wild Boy said. ‘Then we would be great hunters too.’ So the two of them pushed and pulled at the rock for. “Yeh, I think so why?”“Well it’s just that you’ve been there for half an hour in there, so I was just wondering.”“Half an hour, I must have gone back to sleep just sat here.”I wiped myself and stood up – oo, my head. Dad saw me hold my head and asked if I had a hangover.“Uhuh” was all I managed to get out as I stumbled back to bed.“Fancy some nice strong coffee?”“Ooo, not half dad, thanks.”Two hours later we were giggling arm in arm walking down the high street, dad was taking me for.