Wonderful writing. It brought back a long ago memory of spotting a male baboon sauntering down the dark passage of our house. He had a jar of sugar tucked under one armpit. I briefly met his eyes -- it felt clear to me that he knew he didn’t belong there; I think we both felt bewildered. They’re so almost human, it feels odd that they can’t speak.
That must have given you such a huge fright. Like that feeling that your heart is on a yoyo string. You really must try and find Ken's story. I think you will like it.
Wonderful writing. It brought back a long ago memory of spotting a male baboon sauntering down the dark passage of our house. He had a jar of sugar tucked under one armpit. I briefly met his eyes -- it felt clear to me that he knew he didn’t belong there; I think we both felt bewildered. They’re so almost human, it feels odd that they can’t speak.
That must have given you such a huge fright. Like that feeling that your heart is on a yoyo string. You really must try and find Ken's story. I think you will like it.