Sailfish woke at noon the next day, to find Meli lying next to him. Her green eyes held humor as she gazed at him. He sat up slowly, wondering what she found so humorous.
“You snore,” she giggled. “And talk in your sleep. Who is Gabriella? Is she the one you love?”
“What does it matter? She’s married to another man.”
“Ah. Was she your woman first?” Her green eyes sparkled merrily.
“So, did you try to steal her away from the other man?”
“Tell me what happened and I’ll quit asking you,” she teased.
“And what fun would that be for you?”
Sailfish said no more, setting about breaking their primitive camp. He kicked dirt over the coals of their fire, pouring water from the river onto the dirt.
“I’m better today, thank you,” she said by way of making conversation.
Sailfish ignored her, going about his…
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