Chapter 64
June – 3,390 BC
Earth: Village of Assur
NINSIANNA
She marched through the north gate, sobbing.
"He doesn't want me!" she cried out to the goddess. "I saved his life, and then he turned to her!"
She ran down the path that led to their fields as Mikhail called out her name. He caught up with her at the bottom of the hill, holding her basket.
"That wasn't what it looked like."
"Go away!" she shrieked.
She pushed past him and marched into the fields.
He followed after her.
"Ninsianna? I don't understand?"
She whirled to face him.
"Shahla? You wanted to lay down with Shahla?"
His brow knit together, perplexed.
"But didn't you hit—" he moved his hands, like a man might do when flipping something over "—the other one—"
"It doesn't matter," she shrieked. "I DON'T CARE!!
