Truth again

So last week's original piece, which was based on a true story, was actually mangled beyond recognition by my poor writing  :(  Sorry!  And I decided to try again, so today's original piece is also based on something that actually happened to me.  And yes, I tried to write it in the scenic present tense.  87 words  :)
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 Who Even Cares How Long Ago

Cantabria, Spain.  White fur boots stands, leaning against the wall, at the mouth of the cave; two feet to the left, I have to hold my deerskins perfectly still. 

Fur boots says—in her native tongue—“Say something to me in your native tongue,” giving me the cigarette at the end of a meditative puff.

I speak, looking at her backlit by the rain, and her laughter falls on the ochre floor like beads.

All of which is still allowed, as long as our feet don’t move.