As we lay there, afraid to speak of our special gift, I wondered, as I have so many times before, if one day we would be blown away from each other forever. He shifted his body away from me slightly and sat up brushing back his long hair into a more respectable arrangement, at the back of his neck. We brought back some cocoa-nuts as well. There are some cows about on the island, but we were told there's no milk to be had. They've been without rain for months.
Drought seems to be common hereabouts.
I turned the glasses in my hand. There doesn't look to be a leaf about. The grasses grow quickly and the people stock up the hay. One of our men managed to trade for a few goats. I held up the binoculars to my eyes and peered through the dim glass.