“What does it look like I'm doin? If yer the shy type. I'd advise you to turn around.Oh! I turn ny back on him quick.”

“You look at me with them eyes of yers, an I look at yer lips... an all I can think about is what it'ud be like to kiss you.”

“I turn to Slim. Do I smell? I says. He throws me a startled look. Uh - Ohmigawd, I do. I smell bad. How bad? Go on, you can tell me. Well, he says, you don't smell as bad as some. But you don't smell as good as some neether. I knew it, I says. What'm I gonna do? Yer askin me fer advice? He shakes his head as he says, I'd remind you that I'm wearin a lady dress with no unders.”

“No, you need to listen, she says. This ain’t Silverlake, an you ain’t the daddy. Out here in the real world, the person who knows what they’re doin is the daddy an right now, that’s me. So. Do like daddy says an shift that tasty butt of yers. Unless, of course, you want it shot off.”

“You got three seconds, he says, then they're comin down. He starts to count. One... two...I turn and run.I can still hear him laughin when I'm halfways back to camp.”

“Before I know what he's up to, he grabs my hand. Hey! I try to pull it away but he holds it even tighter. Saba, he says, I dunno what happy star sent you lookin fer me but I'm mighty thankful it did. If you hadn't of turned up, I'd be dead by now.”

“I drop back a bit. I listen while they chatter on an Lugh makes us laugh. He always does.We're together agin.Lugh goes first, always first, an I follow on behind.An that's fine.That's right.That's how it's meant to be.Lugh turns around. Smiles.Hey, he says, what're you doin back there? I ain't got a clue where we're goin. Git on up here an lead the way.So I do.”