This is the conclusion of my short trilogy dealing
with the Sea Gypsy Tribe in a post-Apocalyptic scenario. In order to understand it, I would encourage
you to take a few minutes and read my two prior installments entitled The
Stranger Arrives and The Shattering.
Just scroll down the page and they await you.
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Hello again, Stranger.
Our medical volunteers have informed me that yesterday, for the first
time since your arrival, you were able to speak. That delighted our tribe immensely. However, we were even more pleased to learn
that the first words that you uttered were “Thank you.”
I was also told that your efforts to communicate
seemed very painful. So the medical
staff asked me to discourage you from trying to speak until the wound below
your jaw has healed more completely. As
for your efforts to write with that broken right hand of yours, we again urge
you to be patient. However, your
attempts with your left hand have brought considerable amusement to all of us. One nurse describes your scribbling as a
cross between Japanese and Thai with a slight hint of Brooklyn.
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