—The Neandertals, Erik Trinkaus and Pat Shipman, p. 418 Sannum Straight Hair could not sleep. Enga Dancing Flower and Ung Strong Arm had been banished three suns ago. The more he dwelt on it, the more he was sure Enga had been telling the truth. She would not defile the Holy Cave. And he knew she had not slain the Aja Hama. Enga could never do a thing like that. He was brought back to the night he and two other young males rescued Enga and her twin. It was the time of the nightly gathering and the community was sharing their last meal of the day. That night they chewed on roasted peccary meat. Sannum Straight Hair remembered thinking the pig was especially fat and succulent. He had grinned at the taste and surveyed his fellow tribe members, crouched around the fire in a half circle, pig fat glistening on most of their faces. How he would love to have some of that fat pig now! Their leader at that time was the mother of the now Aja Hama. Sannum thought her still a handsome woman even if she had lived forty-two summers.
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