Chapter Twelve
I am exhausted and left alone for three days, except for Kee bringing me food.
He wakes me the third morning when the jungle is still immersed in a thick fog, just as it begins to steam with the sun rising to make the fog simmer away. My eyes are as foggy as the foggy atmosphere. I hear the birds, always the birds ... cawing, squawking, careening through the leafy mass of trees and vines that canopy my world overhead and cocoon me in this sensuous Never Never land. My thighs tremble feeling the muddy earth beneath me as Kee leads me toward Llewellyn’s hut. It rained during the night and the red/brown dirt clings to my toes.
“Wash your feet before you come inside,” my master barks at me when he sees me at the screen door.
I have already stepped into the pan of water besi
