He woke, swaddled in mammoth fur. Where she? Fire stoked, he rushed to cave’s gaping hole.
Footsteps in snow. Shivering, he saw her below. What Woman doing?
He snorted: “Hey! ME hunter! YOU gatherer.”
Her club swinging over dead beast, she retorted: “He standing on stuff me wanted to gather!”
L.S. Sharrow has been a storyteller most of her life, and has had pieces published in The Chicago Renaissance Court 2012 Anthology, as well as several fiction websites. She lives in Chicago, where she is currently working on a collection of short stories.