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24 FARAWAY FRIENDS
“Yes,” came another woman’s response. “Here, let me put my sweater under her head. And for goodness’ sake, Janet, let’s shoo those little creatures away!”
The afternoon was warm under low-hanging clouds at the Monkey Temple grounds near Kath- mandu. A crowd of curious onlookers was gathering when MaryCatherine sat up slowly, looking around in vain for her dad. Along with her friend, Daya, they had joined a group for a tour of this world-fa- mous site. She had stopped to watch a mother an- imal tenderly cradle her little one, and before she
