Destinations

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"But you didn't come here for a fishing trip ..." Jack finishes putting the last fish in the bag. Responds:

"No ... Of course, not." It undoes the smile. Turning her face to Mallborn and looking at him. Malborn advances:

"Wolves?"

"Humrum (smiles uneasily, moving his head) was easy, right?"

"Let's take the fish for Márika Lyira to prepare for lunch! At home, we talk. What do you think?..."

"No Malborn ... I'm not going to stay for lunch. I promised Judy that would be back before noon."

"Ah !. I understand. Then ..."

"Here it is perfect ..." The distant look at the reflections of the sun in the water currents ... To be continued:

"I am worried about Judy, or better, with the family!"

"She received a gift ..."

"A gift?! Since yesterday I have been hearing this! This is not an answer!" He gets up impatiently, running his hands through his hair, dropping his feather headdress ... Turning his back