Women.  He’d learned from her that women played with words, and that’s what allowed them to play with men.  Men, much more logical, always took what women said at face value, even though many times what they said had nothing to do with what they meant.  Meaning, the meaning behind what a woman said could be translated through her body.  A woman’s body never lied.  He remembered that the last few weeks before returning home, she’d cried.  She’d turned herself around, crying silently after their being together.  She’d said it was nothing.  Nothing he could understand anyway, nothing he could do.  And that nothing meant something, and that something was her already self imposed separation from him. 

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