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'"Mmmmmmmmmmmiiiihmm." He cleared his throat and stopped. He made an effort not to bring up the subject of hanging out with David, but he eventually forgot.

"I was with Dawid, and we smoked some, then made kites out of plastic bags.

"You did what?" Sukoo asked

"It depends on who is asking," Boy-Boy said. He took note of the fact that Sukoo was a bit of a goody, who may just tell on him. Especially if he dared cross her.

"Sukoo, chill, he said, swam in the well and flew kites." Deborah tried to cover up for Peter.

"Yes, I heard him too," Unovara said while slightly winking at Deborah.

Kamma snickered. Even though he was cunning, every time he chuckled, there were hidden meanings. Things he considered but did not always express

"Ehehehaha ah, Sukoo woo."

"Back to the game now, guys; let's focus," Deborah emphasized. Peter and Sukoo let go of their little banter.

"Back to the game, guys, let's focus," Unovara mimicked unprovoked.

"You can't take anything seriously, can you?" Deborah tried not to get irritated.

But the young woman's load seemed too great for her to bear. She came here, after all, to rediscover her childhood and find some type of healing. Is there anywhere better to do this than at home with your family?

"Onyune" held a special place in the hearts of their family, unlike any other game. To honor their late grandfather, they engaged in this game. The individual was regarded as a grandmaster. This game tested mental acuity and calculation skills. The winner is the player with the most pebbles. It requires critical thinking, just like chess.

At the game, Kamma outperformed the others. Compared to Deborah, he had more pebbles. Long before his grandfather passed away, he had mastered the game. He used to watch his granddad play the game with the villagers' laborers as he sat in his corner.

At that time, he discovered that the stones stood in for the bulls, calves, cattle, and cows, and the holes symbolized cattle fencing. By pilfering the cattle of their rivals, players can almost become wealthy.

Clearly, he was winning the majority of Deborah's "priced possessions." He rotated counterclockwise, and there was hardly anything left.

'It's time for me to return to the city,' Debborah thought to herself.

The young woman was quickly bored. All set to return to the city and live out her days in the skies. She was a byproduct of her environment.

"Perhaps Muhammad will ask for my hand in marriage if I go now this time. He would be a fool not to?"

As she sat with her legs crossed and stared up at the empty sky, she thought to herself.

He was an idiot, just like she was. foolish, unskilled, and naive. A pair of novices. Who would discover why having sex had to be a covenant experience one day? There were risks associated with sexual immorality.

But as mere humans, our personal experiences teach us more than what we learn from others. Rather than using reasoning as well, we have a tendency to base our emotions on thoughts and sensations. Deborah started making plans and devising strategies because of the attachment that results from producing oxytocin with people she shouldn't be in a relationship with.

'What would be the quickest way out of here? How do I get out without anyone noticing?'

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