87. Running!

Boeta earnestly looks from one to the other around the campfire. "Koko and I agreed and decided to tell you the truth.” He softly presses Koko’s small hand while she is smiling at him with an affectionate look in her eyes. "I had to clarify with her and discuss the implications before I could convey the news to you. She concurs and understands the position in which she will be placed. However, she believes she was chosen.” Hannes now becomes impatient. "Okay, we understand, Boeta, but get to the point. What is so important?” "I must tell you the whole story. How we met and landed up here together. Then you will understand everything.” Even Donovan airs his impatience: "Please, tell us now …” ~*~*~ Boeta Paljas is walking with bare feet and a bare upper body back to the farmhouse carrying a bloody, slaughtered gazelle hanging over his shoulders with his homemade bow and arrow. His shirt is in his carry bag to prevent it from becoming smeared with blood. His bag, in any case, is st