The CavemanChapter 11
We are not easy with each other this day, Linda and I. The offense I have given hangs between us as thick as the furs that once hung at the entrance of my hearth. I have not the words to explain my actions, and I think they cannot be explained in a way that will excuse them. When one makes shame the shame is lasting. And my shame is greater because I realize a thing that I did not understand before. It is that I desire this woman greatly. Before yesterday I had not had such feeling in me,...