He slept as close to the mouth of the cave as was possible without being outside and she lay in the deep dark where she had often slept as the days and years went by because of the comfort she found in that consuming blackness that bellowed from far below to her at times like the voice of a father echoing across memories that frightened her but that also reminded her of a long ago and far away place that was once her home where a father’s loud anger and a mother’s quiet indifference sent her running for a place of freedom to call her own.