After I sat a while.. I knew it was time to get myself moving.. There were several elderly that needed their tarps mended.. and some just needed help in general.. and besides, I was not needed here..on this step that was not mine... So with a kick of my boots against the dust.. I headed down the wagon rows..
I heard the sounds of the yearkeepers and singers. saying another had come to find their place at the 1st fires..I thought a moment about lines... and then laughed as my brothers caught up with me.. and ruffled my hair.. tugged at my braid.. oh skies.. Sam was with them.. I could not look at him at first... and I guess Ord had said something to him.. yeah right men do not gossip... Sam, just grinned at me and turned around and wiggled his arse.. he puffed out his chest.. and looked at me with his dark eyes.. guess you will not be looking in the back of any wagons anytime soon now will ya sister dear.
They all got that look in their eyes... I knew that look and I started to walk faster.. but not fast enough as I heard one yell.. Catch the sister! and I was swooped up by Ord and tossed to Sam.. who in turn tossed me to Raven.. who then tossed me to Jerico who tossed me to Trav who then tossed me to Ryis who then tossed me to Mace... by this time I felt like a little rag doll. my braid was loose and my hair was plastered over my face.. My fists were balled up and I was ready to do battle... when my father and mother appeared... Well if that did not beat all.. My father crossed his arms and looked at my brothers.. Put your sister down... :which my brother did.. as I bounced off the ground: She is a woman now not some toy for her brothers to play with.. Treat her with respect.. as you would anyother woman of the camp.. My fathers stern gaze put each of my brothers in their place.. My father smiled to me.. and helped me up off the ground... Yamka.. I am proud of what you have been doing with the elderly.. :he looked at my brothers: You have surprised me.. but pleasantly.. :I looked at my brothers and grinned before looked back to my father.:I am honored father.. that I am able to be of some help to the tribe.. We will be moving soon.. and so many need their tarps fixed.. He pointed to each of my brothers and sent them to the elderly.. Get it done! :he said: My brothers scattered.. and I had to laugh for a moment.. My father took my arm and led me back to my wagon.. kissed my cheek and went back to where mother waited.. I watched him leave. his back was straight and he stood tall.. his hair graying a little.. when did my father start to grow old?
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