“No, I live here all the time.”
“That’s too bad, Wanna. I feel sorry for yuh. A pretty girl like you in a place like this. You ought to get out and see things, instead of living here and seeing nothing.”
“What would I see?” she asked innocently.
“What? My gosh! The world—the cities—everything.”
“Everything,” she repeated slowly. “What is a city—like Pinnacle?”
Jack laughed at her ignorance. Neither of them knew that Big Medicine had come to the kitchen door.
“Not hardly like Pinnacle,” said Jack, laughing. “There are many big buildings, many people, bright lights, and—life. You don’t live out here, Wanna.”
“You go back?” she asked.
“You bet. Just as soon as I can travel, I’m going back.”
“Maybe I go some day,” said Wanna wistfully. “I like to see everything.”