Quite Time

No one mentioned it.. but I had seen the pryre.. I had seen Seve..standing there alone... My heart went out to her.. I can not imagine losing one of my parents.. Yet she has lost both now... I knew her father had not been well.. but I did not realise he was so close to death.. What could I do to ease her burden a little..

I spoke to my mother.. she and father knew the father.. Mother said the young woman was welcome at their fires anytime.. and my father said he would make sure someone would watch over her wagons.. but who was gonna watch over her? That was my question.. she would now become a ward of the Ubar.. While I have parents.. I am also under the guidance of the Ubar until I make the 1st Fires.. My father reluctently gave up that right when he sent me there.. but they are still my parents and still alive..

Well really my mother said the only thing you can do Yamka is be her friend.. listen to her if she wants to talk and comfort her tears when they start to flow.. I felt a deep sadness inside my heart as I listened.. My only friend had become a slave.. but I would be a friend to Seve.. and if she needed me I would listen to her...

Mother handed me a pot of stew and and bread to take to the young womans wagon.. I had much to do.. so I would head off that way and drop it off for her.. and then get to work..