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95.Shelter and Village Nights.

~Pamela

I was enthralled by this place at night. It was a place that did not sleep. There were little villages scattered throughout the forest each filled with the indigenous inhabitants.

Dwayne was upset that I did not eat my food so he made me go up the stairs to finish it.

"The people frown on the rejection of delicacies," He said. "After that, I would like you to join me on a stroll to the night market," He stated further.

I almost bolted upstairs to finish the food. When I got to the room, some folded clothes were neatly placed on the bed. I was a little emotionally out because it reminded me of Georgia and I did not want to think of Stephan all broken in a hospital.

The scene played over and over in my head as I ate alone in my room. I felt so tired and angry all of a sudden, then I felt sad, and a great despair washed over me. While I was eating a soft sweet pepper pepper-filled lamb meat. Tears began to fall in drips as my face contorted in