Redsand Canyon (M) The needle.

Sometime later, when Towhee revisited this conversation in her mind, she would suddenly remember Aquene referring to sex as “gritty” and laugh herself silly in the privacy of her soldier’s quarters. But for right now, she had one foot in the past and hardly registered the remark.

After Aquene regaled her with her Mereo origin story, the Redhawk could only nod knowingly. Sounds just like Rue. That’s why I think she’ll make a great mother. She’s a natural. Gosh, it really was exciting to think that, two months from now, there would be newborns among them. And they would be her makeshift nieces and nephews, at least in her mind.

I think I’d like to go find her. Don’t worry, I won’t tell her you spilled. And she won’t suspect anything, either. It’s very Towhee to go sticking my nose in her business, the Redhawk said with a cackle. Am I all set? Thanks, by the way. I feel better already. The herbs had helped, though the conversation had done her good too. They did say laughter was the best medicine.