Chapter 89 One More Night
- It was one night until the eve of the Mating Moon and I was drying bits of fruit and gorging myself on the food in my hut and ensuring I’d have everything I needed to survive the night hidden.
- Now I was working on weaving a basket I could keep it all in when I heard the knock on the door and nearly let the whole thing unravel.
- Marta? Sometimes Marta would come to my hut late in the evening to have tea next to the fire with me.