"She is going to feed us- she is, she is-" My brother whispered
under his breath.. Mai, on the other side, remained silent and as watchful as I.
We had been deep in the Jungle until early today, no food and unsure of
whatever water we found. The three hunters had brought us in here. Now
cleaned up. We sat where we had been put and waited, watching the large,
brightly clad woman bustling about the kitchen. Her back was to us,
and in another second my hand- with a life of its own- was raising up
like a snake. About to strike and pull back with that little piece of fruit
laying cut and ready- right there between the bowls.