Hoshor Plains Gentle Girl, Gentle Step

it was true it took all kinds to make a world. sobeile examined this kernel of truth like an unsavory grain of rice.

she relented at last, if only because the girl's posture softened and she offered a quiet apology. sobeille was too childish to do the same.

wen de women play wit de affections of men, what do dey do? sobeille was categorizing each bit of this new-world information ajei offered, and leaned forward with ears cupped to drink from the fount of ajei's experience.