Saturday, June 2, 2012
Ginger's Six Sentence Sunday
Her [Nasnani's] thoughts drifted to her closest companion, Nailoni, and the good times they shared. This year, as a first, their families had migrated in different directions to follow game trails, and Nasnani hungered for the company of her dear friend. Were her hand's as blistered and sore? Did she find time to think of the distance between them? More importantly, would Nailoni be the first to find a mate? The competitive thought tightened Nasnani's jaw despite how deeply she cared for the other young woman.
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