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howling away behind the door of the wood store.
    “Yes, I suppose so, what have you prepared for
    me?” He asked, taking his seat.
    “Not so sho' what to fix you; so I make you what
    you need.” She answered, taking his bowl to the
    cook pot, serving him up heaps of a rich green stew.
    “Interesting... what I need, hm?”
    “Yes sa' – you 'round sick folks al the time,
    gots to keep you strong.” She set the steaming bowl
    before him, and took out fresh bread she'd baked for
    him.
    Quinton stared into the bowl at the concoction,
    unsure of it, he'd never eaten anything so green
    looking, fil ed with lumps of food stuffs that were
    white and dark tan, and it appeared that there was
    meat as wel .
    “Yes, very very interesting...” He murmured, his
    eyes going from it to her, for her to encourage him,
    “Gone – try it.”
    “May I ask, what is in it?”
    “Masta' – uh, I mean, Quinton – I'on want nothin'
    t'happen to you – somethin' do, wha's gone happen
    t'me? Eat.”
    “Emmm,” He murmured at her reasoning.
    “I's wild greens, herbs, mushrooms, turnip,
    rabbit....”
    “Rabbit?” He exclaimed.
    “Eat.” She pressed, showing a bit more
    backbone.
    He exhaled, picked up his fork, pierced a
    col ection of ingredients and with his mind whirling,
    before he lost his nerve, popped it into his mouth. He
    chewed and realized that is was substantial, as wel
    some sort of leafy vegetable, as he chewed and
    swal owed, he realized it wasn't that bad – in fact, it
    was rather good, this mix of things – he went in for
    more, so far, impressed.
    “Eat all it.” She gently nudged and turned from
    him to see to the crying puppy. Quinton paused at
    her order, surprised by it he sighed, smiled and took
    some of the bread, which was beautiful y baked, and
    dipped it before biting into it; his taste buds were in
    heaven and he began thoroughly enjoying the simple
    fare. He cleaned his bowl and found that he wanted
    more.
    She was busy with the puppy so he helped
    himself to more. Back at the table, he cal ed to her
    as she was in hearing range.
    “Suga, may I ask, where exactly did you get al
    of these things, and the - rabbit?” He continued to
    eat, feeling his taste buds come alive and tingle.
    “In'na woods.” She answered, coming from the
    room with the puppy on her arm, “Gonna take him
    outside-...”
    “Suga?! What do you mean, you got it in the
    woods?!” He was sitting at ful attention; his eyes
    wide and fol owing her to the door.
    “Got's'ta take care you, got's'ta do my bit.”
    “Suga, are you tel ing me, you left this home
    dressed in a sheet, went into the woods picking –
    this – this – which I find quite pleasing by the way –
    however – you – alone – entered those woods for
    this – and a rabbit, al that I'm eating?” He asked,
    aghast at the idea.
    “Had to, what I need'ta feed you, in them woods
    – can't have you hungry, can't have you sick – who
    gone take care o'me – I’on take care o’you?” It was
    obvious the idea of her deed had left him
    speechless – taking advantage of his loss for words;
    she made her way out the door. Quinton charged up
    from his chair, rushing to the back door, pushing it
    open to watch her, she lowered the puppy so he
    could relieve himself outside. Suga stood with her
    back to him, “ Suga Caine ! Turn and face me, at
    once !” He demanded.
    She turned slowly, looking up at him.
    “You are never – ever I say – to do that again!
    Dressed in a sheet at that! What if you'd been
    spotted? Taken? What then?”
    “I'm careful – quiet – can't see me.” She
    returned low.
    “A white sheet – how could someone not?!”
    “I ain' need no sheet in'na woods.” She
    explained simply.
    “What?!” He suddenly looked as if he would
    swoon, he staggered down a step, “Are you saying?
    Were you – without clothing?”
    “Ain’ have no cloths; don't need none in them
    woods.”
    “Bloody hel !” He exclaimed aghast at the